My Precious ( I remember) 2014

My precious (I remember) 2014, is my personal collection of jewels. 

Made from fragments…

words : that have something to do with the sentiments and memories of my relationships with others…

images: photographs, reprinted, repurposed, repeated…

kept and collected objects: stuff I hold onto, sometimes just because I like the way they look and how they make me feel.

Ideas of preciousness in traditional jewellery centre on perceptions of value and worth of materials and the concept of permanence…(diamonds are forever!). 

But in this collection of jewels the concept of precious is personal.

A locket made out of paper photographs of my mother, stitched together, dipped in wax, text enclosed on the inside. 

Impermanent… like memory… fickle, constantly changeable, variable, fragmented. 

Memory also fluctuates between our desire for permanence (to always remember) and something elusive …something that is not fixed but constantly changeable, as past made present.

A daisy chain made from daisies dipped in wax- a futile effort to preserve and protect, to keep the moment unchanged as past made present.

My dad died from mesothelioma. A paper brooch made from an illustration of lungs, and a cut out paper moth, one of my dad’s fishing lures and text.