What does “enveloped” mean for a jewellery maker? The word didn’t trigger anything, at first.
… oh, wait a minute…
I found them and I unwrapped them,
and I let them just lie there,
in rays of afternoon sun.
I don’t buy gemstones anymore, I have realised that they just stay in their small envelops, year after year. I don’t know how to set stones myself, haven’t yet looked for someone who does, and so I even forget about their existence. That’s how sadly enveloped they are. The raw diamond isn’t even mine, it’s in foster care with me until I include it in a piece for a friend.
Well, today is a special day, the enveloped treasures get this gallery of their own. Blue topaz, red garnets and a raw diamond. (For a closer look, click on an image to start the gallery view.)
On another note: As an introvert, for some people I’m kind of enveloped too. I guess.
If you like this, you may also like these post from two fellow bloggers (who knows, perhaps they even gave me some of the inspiration here?):
Claudia McGill’s post Look. Just look.
Hannah Duncan’s work in Folds and Paper.