As a young girl, I used to sit in my mother’s bedroom and look through her books of African art and textiles. There was no Internet back then, and TV shows were scarce. The images I saw seeped into my mind, and now come out as rings or paintings, symbols of a young dreamer on a couch, imagining a world that expanded beyond the hills around her. Memories of women in desert huts, who painted and wove and lived a life so different, yet similar in essence to what mine has become.
Essential Ring.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.
Soon in my online shop.