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read about new items, see how bling is made, find out about spontaneous sales + what inspires me...
Hey there! I have some in stock items I am putting on sale. Take 20% off with code SALE! on bling in the SALE! section.
Get shopping! Once the bling is gone the sale is over. Packages will ship Tuesday-Thursday.
'Put yourself in the way of beauty' -Cheryl Strayed's mother
As a maker my tools and hands are in the way of beauty. I saw, hammer, sand and solder to create beauty. Thinking of putting yourself in the way of beauty can sound as if you are disturbing the ebb and flow of beauty but I prefer to see it has taking part in something that possesses beauty.
Here's a little announcement on a decision I made today. My shop will be closed for the months of February and March. After months of deciding where I want my craft to take me I realized that I need to explore more. I plan on sitting at my bench, making only new designs, playing with new materials, and possibly leaving some old designs behind. This is a photo of a few things that inspire me, pieces I had cast years ago waiting to become jewelry, natural objects I gathered hoping to recreate in metal. I can't keep walking by these pieces of inspiration hoping to make them a reality, I need to carve out the time to make this happen for me. As an artist I have been struggling to feel inspired in my studio which goes against why I am here to begin with. This year I am opening all sorts of new doors and I want this old studio of mine to breathe new life again. If my inspiration seems unstoppable I may extend this little vacation of mine. So, if something shiny catches your eye get an order in soon. Thanks for all of your love and support. You mean the world to me.
ps: any shops looking to place a wholesale order please contact me. I will do my best to meet your needs.
Some color combinations escape me. I can work with the same palette day after day and it seems my myopic approach to my to-do list prevents me from seeing otherwise obvious complimentary colors. Lucky for me I have the best customers and their special requests make me see what is right in front of me with a whole new light.
Here are goldenrod and first frost, inspired by autumn colors and listed in the shop right in time to match the foliage and lovely chilly air.
Enjoy this colorful, crisp season!
It seems that I have fallen in love with a new material, lovely, golden brass...
It has been fun re-creating older designs in a new (to me) material.
>>click on the images to get shopping!<<
thanks for buying handmade,
This evening I dropped a package off at the post office bound for Madison, Wisconsin.
Zip~Dang! will be carrying am assortment of fresh bling. I wish I could have delivered my goods in person, this shop looks ah~mazing!
While selling some bling at a yarn crawl a few years back I meandered around Salem, MA and stumbled into Roost & Company. Did I ever fall in love with this shop! Needless to say I am beyond excited to have my shiny objects with dashes of color amongst their collection.
I hope you stumble in to one of their locations and fall in love too. Thanks for being awesome and supporting small businesses and buying handmade.
A while back when I first moved outside Providence I often ventured out with my Bernese Mountain dog to explore our surroundings. We went to bakeries and enjoyed open air dining. At one point we came across a family run shop, well my pup waited patiently outside while I went in to browse. This started my love affair with Frog and Toad.
Not only is everything in the shop something you want, the people who work there are helpful, friendly, and wicked nice. They wrap up your gifts, even if you treated yourself.
I am honored to be in this sweet shop, wicked honored,
Lately I have been thinking about bridges. When I started running I loved running over bridges going from one city to the next town and back again, they made me feel like I had run further as it was a connection to another town. Now that I can run over them with more ease as some days running has gotten easier with time I love seeing the water from a viewpoint that isn't out the car window, being able to look down at it and out to the horizon where the water and sky meet. And I love the smell of the water, the feeling of openness and wind, it is wildly different than running in the city. I love the contrast of the peaceful, still river on one side and the cars humming over the expansion joints on the other.
No matter where I am living, I plan routes to include bridges into my runs. I set my pace to be able to take in the reflections on the water, the ripples of light or clouds, depending on the time of day. I notice how each town looks different as I approach one and leave the other. I appreciate the calming effect of the river and feeling small as I run over the vast water.
As I reflect on why I love bridges, their structure, their strength, the connections they make, where they take us, I realize as in most connections in life that some are worth crossing, taking a look at what is on the other side, we can decide how far we want to cross that bridge, if we want to stay on the other side, if we want to turn around, if we want to keep running back and forth or if we want to take a molotov cocktail and burn that fucker down, setting fire to the temptation.
Here's to testing the waters, knowing your limits, your strength and your worth and deciding what isn't worth keeping. xo, kim
PS: These lyrics got me through a few particularly tough runs this week "all hell can't stop us now" and "take the power back". It resonated with the routes I was running and the ones I am sorting through in life.
My girl, Callie Rose, and I take a few walks a day around the studio, varying our routes to peek in at different gardens to see what's up. Spring seems to be unveiling herself quickly this year, if you blink you may have just missed your favorite bloom. I am still peeved that a late frost ruined the magnolias as they would normally be the grand welcome of spring, but with irises and peonies putting on a show these hot days I am starting to accept it.
My original desire to share these photos was to have a reference to go back to remind myself to explore something new (white enamels!) and to simply share these gorgeous flowers with you. As I wrote the first paragraph I noticed there was more to my inspiration and that I need to start living by the observations in nature which inspire me as a maker. This inspiration needs flow over into my daily life, and not stay at the bench.
Living in New England we never know when the snow will start or end, we can't rely on a date when spring will emerge, snowdrops and crocuses give us a little warning but sometimes they get covered in snow again. Daffodils are usually a sure sign, but this year we got a late frost and some daffodils perished or emerged late. Trees bloomed but this year petals were brown along the edges. Right on cue leaves started to emerge and they seemed to follow their natural stages. Tulips seemed to fade fast, or maybe I blinked and missed them. Irises really put on the most fantastic show I have ever seen (I'll share some photos at another time). Lupines are pretty darn great, as are the columbines. But these peonies, they really won the show this year. These white ones are breath-taking. As someone who spends her time exploring color white is often forgotten. It is similar to my main metal, silver and I generally love a good contrast. Seeing these peonies with the most random bursts of pink got me to thinking I need to pull out some white enamel and start playing around. White is never just white, nothing is ever just as it seems, with further exploration I think white could have a strong presence and importance in my work.
As New Englanders we complain when there is too much snow, too little snow, it is too hot or too cold. (Pulling up my soap box, I almost never complain it is cold, add a layer or three, I almost never complain about snow because shoveling is a decent workout and if you have ever seen my dog play in the snow, you would learn to love winter and always want more snow. So, excuse my complaints over this early wave of heat.) Still we adapt, we layer up, spend time inside with loved ones, we get used to the cold wet streets, indulge in hot cocoa. We put on shorts, go for walks, get to the beach, sit under a shady tree. We plan things around the coldest or hottest parts of the day. We adapt to the seasons we don't appreciate as much and are resilient. As with magnolias maybe we hibernate a bit if we are really down but eventually we pull ourselves from the dirt, grow tall and bloom the best we can.
I am finding my way through a tough time. A lonely time. That late frost I spoke of, well it has been haunting me as it did the magnolias. Some days I try and bloom, just to emerge looking spent before I have even expended any energy. Some days, hiding is easier. Other days I feel like the loveliest, brightest and most showy bloom. Finishing an order, going for a run or talking to good friends really makes me feel like a bloom so lovely and heavy with love and gratitude that I may break the branch I grew from.
Every spring I am in awe of the strength in nature, all of this life was buried under snow, freezing in the earth, and out of nowhere a whole new world emerges. Some flowers need pruning and encouragement but either way, they will push themselves up through the dirt and try to rise up as beautiful as the last time they showed themselves. Some things in nature are more beautiful with encouragement as with people. We can make it on our own but love, support, honesty and guidance can help us to be stronger, more ready for the unsuspected frosts. There is a balance though, we can't over prune a rose bush and hope it flourishes as it did in past years. We need to listen, learn from mistakes and observations and adjust how we try and help others and ourselves.
There is something to be said for living in the moment but there is also something to be said for planning. If we didn't take the time to plant bulbs in autumn, what would spring look like? Sure autumn looks like a pile of fresh dirt but you water and care for it and in the spring you're rewarded for the time you spent caring for that piece of dirt when flowers emerge, bringing color and life back to our lives.
For me, it feels like autumn. What do I need to plant to have a brighter future full of growth and beauty. Where do I plant these bulbs? Where do I want to see the next spring? Who do I want to see it with? Or shall I be the only flower in the field? I do know that I want to emerge from the dirt, tall, strong, resilient, ready to be showy and beautiful.
How do I balance living in the moment with planning ahead? I don't want to miss something because I was too busy looking for the next field of flowers. Right now my heart tells me that I need to get orders out because I love my customers and checking things off a list feels good. I need to run, hike, camp and spend all the time I can with Callie because these things make me a decent human and a decent jeweler, they are like nutrients in my soil. In getting my orders out and making customers happy I get closer to my future. I can save for my dreams. So, the answer is back to pruning, not too much or too little water and while I am encouraging something to grow from a pile of dirt I need to look up and enjoy being under an umbrella of green leaves and smelling the flowers others have cared for.
The big debate are these flowers above, rosa multiflora or swamp rose? I say rosa multiflora.
This Callie Rose, she is my heart, she keeps me going. I am pretty sure her motto in life is, no matter what, just keep wagging that tail.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for encouraging me through this journey as a jeweler.
...you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do.'
I've been thinking on this since the beginning of May. I want to be as strong and resilient as this here lady bug. If she can survive in the wild, so can I.
Time to plan new adventures, leave my fear behind and walk into the big unknown.
Two new pieces have hit the shop. Both are inspired by two adventures which turned out to be more awe inspiring than I ever thought possible. One was a backpacking trip which led me to watching my second sunrise in my life. The other was a run where I set out on a route to watch the sunset but was more enchanted by a full moon rising, so I changed courses to chase it.
Here is the long version to my story of watching the sunrise at 4315' above sea level. It was one of those moments in which you wish time would stop because you know that you will never see this work of art again. The moment, the colors, the feeling, everything, will never be the same as it was that morning. That feeling was absorbed into my being and I wanted to find a way to share it. I made this necklace with one brass sun nestled between two pieces of silver. One is textured to represent the undercast the sun rose from, the other is tough in texture, like the rocks I sat on to witness the new day rising before me.
One day a few weeks ago I was having this day where nothing on my jeweler's bench was going smoothly. Maybe the solder wasn't flowing, or enamels were cracking, I can't recall. I can recall looking at my pup and telling her, I am going to go for a run and will come back a better person. There couldn't have been truer words. I changed quickly, knowing the sun was going to set soon and I decided to run over a bridge hoping to watch the sun set behind the city on one side or over the water on the other -either was fine as I have no sense of direction (yeah, I get lost often). As I was driving towards the bridge I saw the full moon rising above the town on the other side of the river, so I chased it. I ditched my route to make the most of chasing the moon, in doing so I ran thoughtlessly, focused on the moon, I didn't hear the music blaring through my ear buds, but I did hear that I had run a mile and a half and decided to turn around in the shadow of the moon and watch the sky change as the sun set on my way back to the car. Catching my breathe I walked back towards the water for one last glimpse of the moon and how it reflected in the ripples of the river. I got to thinking how moonrises are different, we don't see new moons rise, some moonrises are golden, like the sun and others are white, like a big round star, these thoughts inspired the necklace. About 15 minutes later I realized I set a new personal best for myself, running the fastest three miles I have ever run. I set this record effortlessly, with a smile, feeling renewed and ready for a new day at the jeweler's bench. Like I told my pup, I'll come back a better person.
Click on the images above to see these necklaces in my shop. My hope is you can relate them to an adventure that changed your day, week, or forever impacted your life.
p.s. I read this article and it has helped me realize that adventures can be had right outside your door. I've been making my runs an adventure and using them as a way to explore my surroundings. I have a new appreciation for the neiborhoods I consider home.
Early Sunday morning I wrapped up a hot pink package with twine and dropped it at the post. Its destination is Groton, MA to my newest stockist FACETS etc.
All of these itty bitty pieces will hit the shelves just in time for Mother's Day. Spoil the mother in your life with something handmade. You want to be her favorite, don't you?
Thursday evening I stood up from my perch at my jeweler's bench, looked out the window and set out to chase a sunset. I hastily changed into running clothes, pat my best girl on the head and drove towards a route I had never run before. In an attempt to explore my city (and the smallest state) and to create some sense of adventure in my daily life I have set a goal see how the bike paths and city connect, bridging paths to bring us city dwellers into nature. I want to see the city on foot, able to ignore one ways, seeing views on my feet I would usually see from the car, being able to stop and breathe it all in. On this evening I chose to find the path which allowed me to cross a bridge I have driven over hundreds of times this bridge was my path between home and work, leading me from one city to another and to and from two things I loved.
As I drove towards this bridge I saw the moon, full, luminous and emerging from behind the trees in the town across the river. My sunset run turned into me chasing the full moon as it grew, rising up, ready to light the night.
As I ran towards the moon my chaotic mind cleared, my thoughts and worries slipped away, my body moved fluidly, my lungs took in air, pushing it through my body, refreshing and nourishing me to my soul. I felt at ease, I felt a smile growing on my face, unforced and natural. Surprised to be smiling while on a run it occurred to me at that moment there was nothing I was worried about. I wasn't focused on whether my form was proper, how far I would or wouldn't run or the work I left behind on my bench. What I noticed was I wasn't worried, I was in the moment and my smile grew effortlessly.
Focused on the moon I moved effortlessly over the bridge, over the river, unsure of where this footpath led me, cars passed melodically and I ran free, light, knowing the bridge would take me towards the full, glowing moon. From the corner of my eye I saw the city, my little city as it started to become a silhouette in front of a faint sunset. Seeing this glimpse made me feel at ease as I knew, eventually I would be turning my back on the moon.
I turned, absorbing the fading glow of the sun. Watching the sky turn from blue, to gold, to pink and finally back to blue again. But now it became the humble blue of night. The deep blue which lets the city light up the sky, the deepest blue which creates a backdrop for the moon, embracing the moon's beauty and letting her rise and shine. Under the blue sky I gained speed, putting one foot in front of the other, faster and faster returning to where I started. I felt new, whole, full and yet light simultaneously.
My lungs were still pumping fresh air into my body, my breathing heavy as I walked towards the river again. I paused here to take in the moon's reflection as it danced on the water. For the first time in months, or what seems like forever my day had ended -or started- with gates open to a new road ahead of me, lit up in the night sky, ready to guide me.
Only once I had returned to my car did I notice that I had just run the fastest three miles I have ever run since I started out on this running journey on the 20th of August, 2014 when I ran my very first mile without stopping. Without that run, without the person who ran by my side that day, without him telling me I can do anything, I just need to try, I wouldn't have had this full moon run, nor would I have had the few hundred runs in between and I wouldn't be as strong and confident as I am today. Thank you curls, for the gift of running.
PS: I am going to start sharing more here on running, hiking, my love of nature and passion for adventure. Without these outlets I wouldn't be the jeweler I am today. The confidence I gain follows me to the bench, as do the sights I see on foot, the flowers I run past, the colors I see in the sky, the reflections in rivers and puddles, the organic shapes, the man-made skylines. They all come together and are expressed through my tools, in metal, made into works of art which people like you and adorn ourselves with.
Thanks for reading, following me and encouraging me. xo, kim
because stacking rings wasn't addicting enough...
More stacking rings coming soon! -these ship for free with code new! until something newer comes along!
I love this little state from the bottom of my heart. Being little unites us. We don't forget a face and usually that face is behind a small business we love. We support each other, promote each other and keep each other going. My jewelry business wasn't planned to take root here but it did and I am so very grateful to be a part of this community. Thank you for supporting, buying and pushing your love of handmade.
Maybe you do or don't know this about me, I consider myself a hiker. I may not have a bunch of miles or mountains under my belt and may have just started less than a year ago but after hiking the tallest peak in the New England, then bagging the peak next door, I declared myself a hiker. There are 48 mountains in New Hampshire which are 4000' or higher and so far I have tramped over 21 of them. Each one is different, but all of them embrace me, nurture me and inspire me. I see the details others may pass by, the tiniest alpine flowers, berries, lichen, moss... I take pictures so I can take these memories with me, researching the names of what I met on the trail getting to know the mountains better and better with each hike. As I look over these pictures I see colors I want to use in my jewelry. Forms, shapes and textures I want to explore in metal. These adventures force me to explore in my studio. Here is a look at one of my first explorations (well, the first one to make it to my website, that is)...
When you are on a trail the colors you see are overwhelming. You can try but you can't ever fully capture nature's beauty. When I first saw black and neon green lichen creeping across a grey rock I was in awe that these colors happened in nature. I saw the rocky grey landscape as a canvass for things to grow over, blend with, become one with. I reflected on my jewelry and how I had taken a similar approach. Grey enamel and sheets of silver had become my canvasses in which I explored colors and textures. I knew one day I would stray from my go to palette and try as best I could to capture nature in glass and metal.
There are more of these designs on my bench, not yet completed, completed designs are not yet photographed, and some designs are in my head or sketchbook (aren't they the same?). Just as with my city dweller collection, I am slowly creating a summit this way collection which grows and evolves with my adventures and I hope you love it just as much as you loved the designs influenced by my city living.
Thank you for buying these shiny objects made with love, made with my own two hands with a side of blood, sweat, dirt and tears.
Spring orders are coming in. Seems like ladies are ready to adorn themselves with color this season.
As always, thank you for being awesome and buying handmade!
Mix and match or layer them up!
I'm in love!
I have a few new bling with beads designs for you. I think this may be my favorite so far...