It's got texture and body and crunchy personality. It goes with everything and you never have to worry about polishing, cleaning, buffing or sealing. No more time-consuming shaping and scraping. Goodbye sandpaper. It's the low-maintenance, no-muss, no-fuss alternative to fiddly perfection. Distressed. Check. Rugged. Check. Infinitely imperfect. Check check.
Down with pastels. Say no to pretty. Take a hike nicey-nice. I'm going out of my way to scrounge whatever discarded, worn and messed-up dirty things I can. So, if you see me walking with my head down or crouching by the side of the road, if you spy me engaged in a furious dumpster-dive, don't be concerned. I'm only looking for my next little gem, my glorious inspiration.
Bezels handmade and painted by me, found objects/junk made by time.
Telling stories and making jewellery since the days of big hair and eyeliner.