A Hand of Protection ring in amber, made for Chu-Fen.
Handmade with amber and recycled sterling silver.
Shop Update: Gemmy Rings (and Tariffs for the US)
The Gemmy Rings are now available in my online shop.
I can adjust any ring to fit size 6 to 11. Once I adjust it to fit your size, you will still be able to open it half a size.
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NEW TARIFFS for the US:
To my friends in the US: Each piece you purchase carries a $32 USD import tariff. UPS will send you an email with a link to pay it online before delivery ≈ I’d love to absorb these fees, but I’ve chosen instead to continue offering free express shipping.
Possibilities
Sometimes I think what I love most is solving puzzles: discovering how many variations are possible with limited resources. That’s why I work with so few materials and techniques when I create my pieces.
There are seasons when my mind clings to familiar ideas, unable to look beyond them. But when a new possibility appears, something I’ve never seen before, I feel that spark again.
It reminds me that no matter how long we’ve been here, or how narrow our focus has become, it only takes a small shift for life to open up and something new to unfold.
Possibilities Ring.
Handmade with amethyst and recycled sterling silver.
Substance
An old idea, with more weight.
Substance Ring.
Handmade with tourmaline quartz and recycled sterling silver.
Gemmy (for Jenny)
If my seven year old self designed a ring, this would be it: gemmy, underwatery, queeny, superpowery.
Gemmy Ring.
Handmade with fluorite and recycled sterling silver.
Life Cycles
“Life is about being and becoming.”
Life Cycles Ring.
Handmade with chalcedony and recycled sterling silver.
Cosmic Whisper
I’m mesmerized by Instagram accounts where people wade through rivers and streams, fishing out treasures from the past: old glass bottles, Roman coins, porcelain doll heads, Victorian brooches.
When we were little, my sister and I would spend hours in the black lava sand dunes outside our house, searching for pre-Columbian shards and figurines. Each discovery felt like a secret message: we were here, we loved, we cried, we lived.
To hold what someone once held is to hear their whisper across time: you are not the first, and you will not be the last.
Cosmic Whisper Ring.
Handmade with amethyst and recycled sterling silver.
Unscripted
This ring was born from play. I had nothing in mind when I began, letting chance shape its form. Building it felt like solving a visual puzzle, and the outcome surprised me. I hadn’t expected the circular cutouts to become such a vital part of the composition: their darkness the perfect pool from which each chiseled line emanates.
I’m taking its lesson to heart: to trust that by staying true to what feels right in each moment, the pattern of my path will reveal its own beauty.
Unscripted Ring.
Handmade with malachite and recycled sterling silver.
Barefoot
I once heard a young girl say to her friend, God, I wish I knew who I really was. Life would be so much simpler. I felt the ache in her words. I know that longing well.
After a lifetime of trying to be more palatable, adapting to others’ needs, I too have spent years just wanting to know who I am.
The only way I’ve managed is by letting everything I’m not fall away, slowly, often painfully. I’ve learned to look inward for cues: what feels right, what doesn’t…instead of molding myself after others.
The same is true when I make something with my hands. When I began this piece, I wanted it to be louder, brighter, bigger. I wanted it to impress. But it kept asking me to stay still, to become smaller, to come down to the ground.
Its energy wasn’t a spectacle. It wasn’t meant to be showy and performative. It was a dirt floor to be stepped on barefoot. A quiet thing that held my truth. Like me, it asked to be real.
So I kept it close to the flame I now protect. This small but steady sense of self I’m building. My place in the world. The only place I need.
Barefoot Ring.
Handmade with malachite and recycled sterling silver.
Inner Rhythm Series
In this series, I wanted to honor inner rhythm—the pace our body needs to heal, to remember, and to know. Where feeling is not a flaw, but a form of intelligence.
It will be available tomorrow at 6 pm–Mexico City time–in my online shop.
Each ring can be cut to fit sizes 6 to 11, and once adjusted, you'll still be able to open it about half a size if needed.
Mineral
I built this piece layer by layer. I burned it until the surface bubbled and blistered, as if it had spent years underwater—like the green pond of fluorite at its center.
It’s a ring that feels ancient. A reminder that we belong to something older than time.
Mineral Ring.
Handmade with Fluorite and recycled sterling silver.
This week in my online shop.
What I Protect
Lately I’ve been listening to stories where someone’s insensitivity ruins everything—a life, the natural environment, even peace itself. It leaves me heartbroken. Can’t they feel the pain of others?
I’ve also been crying a lot: over the harmony that’s been lost, the tenderness that fades, the things that once connected us as human beings. And I’ve been wondering if feeling this much is a weakness, especially as I grow older.
But today I saw something clearly: judging myself for being sensitive only hardens me. And if I keep doing that, I risk becoming the very thing I grieve—someone who ruins beauty, first in myself, then in others.
What I Protect.
Handmade with amber and recycled sterling silver.
Navigator Ring
There are days when I lose direction. When that happens, it can take a long time for me to find my way back. Slowly I return to this: a tiny flicker, a spark that feels like yes: to food, to rest, to work or a walk.
That subtle recognition calms me: I’m no longer looking outside for answers or ways of being. I look within to honor my rhythm, my pace, my choices, because only I know what they feel like.
This ring is not a shield, but a compass. A reminder to look inside and align with what is true. That’s the way back home.
Navigator Ring.
Hand built with garnet and recycled sterling silver.
Within the Fern
I shaped a rectangle of silver, a small fortress of quiet strength. Inside it, a fern spirals upward, sensing change, leaning gently. It whispers: remain flexible. Move with the wind.
This ring is a reminder: I am my own ground. Sturdy. Whole. Rooted in myself. No storm can unmake me. I bend, but I do not break. I keep growing.
Within the Fern.
Forged with recycled silver.
Inner Map
We are all wired differently, and that’s not a flaw, it’s a map. You don’t need to fix yourself. Just start noticing what lights you up. That’s the truest part of you. Nurture it, follow it, trust it. Comparison will blur your vision—but love will bring it into focus.
Inner Map Ring.
Handbuilt with imagination and recycled sterling silver.
Trace of the Sea
I made this small rectangular ring—quiet in form, but full of motion. Across its surface, I soldered wavy strips of silver, then added chiseled lines that run in different directions.
It made me think of grasses bending in the wind, or the shifting surface of the ocean. It’s such a small space, but somehow it holds movement. Not a snapshot, but a feeling of change caught mid-breath.
What I want it to say—without words—is that everything is always moving. Nothing stays. Except maybe the one who watches. The one who holds space. That’s what I feel like sometimes—the container, the vessel. The constant, inside the flow.
It reminds me of growth, of water, of the impossibility of holding on. You can see it, feel it, but never truly keep it. It slips through. It becomes something else. That’s what I love most, I think. That it doesn’t need to be controlled to be powerful. That wildness has its own kind of peace.
Trace of Sea Ring.
Forged in silence with recycled sterling silver.
Centering
I made this ring as a kind of anchor.
Three layers of silver.
A cross at the center with a small dot—me, maybe.
The lines are chiseled by hand, radiating outwards, like those God’s eyes we made
with yarn in the 70s.
Or like something ancient and ceremonial, like a papal ring.
Everything in it leads to the center, or comes from it.
It’s weighty. Solid in the hand, and in meaning.
Every piece I create holds a reflection of my soul, and this one speaks to the way I feel now:
Whole.
Centered.
I’m no longer torn between a thousand directions.
No longer trying to fit in.
No longer seeking to belong to anyone else.
I belong to me.
And it feels calm.
It feels right.
It feels like truth.
Centering Ring.
Forged with purpose from recycled sterling silver.
Ancestral Geometry
A ring shaped like a doorway
three rows of ancient zig-zags carved in silver,
like the herringbone walls women paint with earth and ash
in the villages of Burkina Faso.
When I was young, I would turn the pages of books and marvel at how they transformed clay into magic
beautifying their homes not to impress,
but to belong more deeply to the land and to each other.
This piece carries that memory.
A tribute to raw beauty,
to the language of hands,
to the sacred geometry of everyday life.
Ancestral Geometry Ring
Handcrafted with recycled sterling silver.
The Depth of You
Sometimes the surface is all we see—
a city of lines, moving fast, holding shape.
But underneath,
there’s a rhythm only you know.
A pulse that rises and falls with feeling.
And deeper still,
something ancient lives in you—
intact, waiting, powerful.
This ring holds that quiet truth.
The Depth of You.
Made by hand, made to remember.
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Dragon
When I was little, I wanted to be a dragon: brave, strong and wise. I imagined my enormous and beautiful body soaring through the sky, plunging into the sea, or living inside a mountain. In my mind, I finally belonged to myself and was free to be me.
Dragon Ring.
Handmade with red tiger’s eye (also known as dragon’s eye) and recycled sterling silver.