1″ x 2″, beads and glass
This pendant tries to capture a poem that held many ideas, but spoke to me about the treadmill that we’re on, and about how much latitude we might really have to choose what to create. Like bees in a hive we’re all busy busy busy and then what we have to show for our work can be sweet, can be nourishing, but is fleeting; food for the next generation. While honeycombs are geometrically perfect, this one is not. It captures the essence of the hive structure but was made by a very human hand, not programmed for the perfect architecture of the hive. But when it moves it shines, and offers a different kind of gold.