Some grass that I found. I think my ancestors might have spent time doing something like this by the fire on cold nights. I love how fragile these things are singly, but supple and strong when drawn together. Materials: grass, brass wire.
This is my attempt, (and it will either kill me or cure me!) to step away from my commercial training in costume jewelry. To develop a way of creating that is more of a meditation, a practice. One necklace, every day for a year.
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