Clack, Strike

Whirr!

VINTAGE TYPEWRITER KEYS
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The antique brass and iron typewriter clatters as fingers scatter across the keys, pressing hard against each character to lift the bar that will emboss the page with a soft, inky letter. Long before keyboards were plugged into the towers of technology, writing was done on the mechanical keys of typewriters which streamed ink ribbons across a sheet of paper as one wrote. Jack Kerouac wrote on such a typewriter, just as the secretaries of Mad Men transcribe notes on a similar device.

All of my keys are authentic, vintage typewriter keys dating back to the early 1900's and they are all one of a kind and wonderfully unique. They are not replicas.

Crystals of the

Night

ROCK CANDY
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Beautiful, magical, natural, and serene, stones have long been treasured by us, riddling our legends and history with tales. Quartz crystals forming from the tears of mermaids. Obsidian hardening like daggers in the hands of Goddesses and Gods. Stones skipped across the lake in summer by two sweethearts wiling the hours. Rocks carried in metal lunchboxes by children starting collections the world over.

They are our treasures of nature, our timeless testimony to beauty, magic, nature, and serenity. Rock Candy is a blend of edgy and bohemian. It is connected, rooted, eternal. Rock Candy is timeless.

Down to the

Felt

VINTAGE POKER CHIPS
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It's the height of the Rat Pack, and Vegas is hopping. A handful of wooden poker chips clatter on the felt—or maybe they're clay, the way they clink together on the table. Cigar smoke coils itself around the fistful of players that surround the craps table, while a classy dame in a red satin dress sidles up from the roulette table and slings her arm around you. “High stakes, Mr. Swoony?” the doll asks, batting her fake lashes up at you. You take a look at the slope of her gams through the slit that rides up the side of her dress and whisper to her, “Blow on my dice for luck, kitten.” She puts her lips together and blows into your hand before you cast the dice down the table.

These poker chips are made of wood or clay dating back to the 30's, 40's and 50's, each featuring an artist-made digital image glazed to its surface.

Echoes in

Silver

RECYCLED SILVER
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Reclaimed and repurposed silver, this line is devoted to elegance. And what is more elegant than the reuse of something tarnished and tattered, seemingly beyond repair?

Anatomy of

Time

WATCH PARTS
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Aristotle tells us that time is motion, like the gears winding away against one another inside a pocket watch or grandfather clock. Einstein tells us that time is relative; it bends and twists within a single sunbeam, it turns along the path of starlight, and it changes based on where you are. Schrödinger tells us that time is concurrent, a paradox of simultaneous endings and beginnings under the marionette strings of an observer. McTaggart tells us that the passing of time is but an illusion and that past and future are not real. Life is but a dream.

These watch parts are frozen in time, dissected down to their brassy bones for your cufflinks, your pendants, your rings. Timepieces: Time in pieces.

Skipping

Stones

BEACH LINE
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The ocean is a never-ending source of amazement. On one side of the salty water is a shore where the waves lap the beach sand, tickling the toes of the men, women, and children who have gathered there. Tiny fingers coil a secret wish scrawled on parchment and slides the scroll into a bottle, sealing it with a cork. With a twinkle of eye and a wish whispered to the waves, the hand curls back, arm coiling, and the bottled dreams are cast into the sea to find its way to the other side of that salty water to another shore where the waves lap the beach sand, tickling the toes of men, women, and children. Sometimes the wish is freed and, glass broken, it tumbles crystal-smooth to the other side of the world. Sometimes dreams gather supporters, tiny tag-alongs catching a lift and shells and stones wash up alongside.

This Beach Line is a never-ending story of dreams, wishes, and waves. Dream big, Wish deeply, and carry on. Carry on.

The Most Exotic

Flower

ORCHIDS
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Wild orchids are said to be lucky to their finder! With their curling petals and their open centers tender as lips and moist as mouths, these flowers spring up along the sides of trees, against the hard surface of a rock, in marshes and springs, and along the ground.

They symbolize love and passion perhaps because their petals are delicate and hard all at once, like a passionate kiss or true love's caress. In both silver and gold, in double or triple cascades, and paired with the stone of your choice, these flowers shine like jewels against the skin. They truly are the most exotic flower.

Heavy

Metal

        Jewelry

HARDWARE
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Callused fingers work over the divots and rivulets in the metal. A hammer chinks loudly against it. The sound of a drill buzzing away in the distance is muffled by your protective ear plugs. A metal mask protects the face of your partner from the scorching blue light of the blow torch she is using beside you. Saws snore jaggedly through lumber. Metal rubs electrically together.

The simultaneous edge and flair of these hardware pieces are mechanical, industrial, cold and hot at once. For when you know you're fierce enough, or for when you want to be.

Lights! Copper!

Color!

SPECTRUM
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Long ago, people believed that rainbows connected earth to heaven as a bowed bridge of color and light and the gods cast down the slope of this brilliant bridge tiny stones. These stones gathered up all the vibrant colors they found in the rainbow as they tumbled to the earth. The people who found them polished them up and held them dear for they were now the eyes of the gods, the ears to the unknown.

It is believed these stones spark creativity and align the chakras of the body, bringing peace and inspiration to their bearers. Suspended by rings of oxidized copper, the metal of Mother Earth, this line is like your personal bridge to the heavens. Celebrate in color with these technicolor trinkets.

Reflections of the

light

CHANDELIER
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Crystals were once believed to be god-hewn icicles that would never melt, a focal point of power which was difficult to carve from the stone and mineral walls where they were found. When Ravenscroft, a glassmaker in the seventeenth century, discovered a way to make glass that could easily be shaped and cut, crystals earned a new life in the form of glass prisms.

Glass is amorphous, both constantly liquid and solid all at once, it is the combination of earth and water. Carried by red-hot winds, the sand melted into the glass provides a focal point for light, for the human eye, for this necklace. Hanging around your neck, this vintage chandelier prism pendant will certainly attract attention: Like unmelting icicles from the gods.

Keepers of

Whispers

and Secrets

SKELETON KEYS
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This skeleton key is not just any skeleton key. It is a talisman much like those used by the Romans when such keys as these were first created. Doors and gateways never need remain closed to you, for this charmed necklace holds the key to unlocking the secrets you seek.

Wear it around your neck to learn the secrets of your own heart. Press to your forehead to unlock your memories. Hang it above your door to ease a transition from one life to another—just as the Romans did. Release yourself with this keeper of whispers and secrets. This bearer of openings and closings. This talisman of doorways.

Simply.

    Stones

FLOATING STONES
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The dime-sized fairy unfurls her butterfly wings in the morning sunlight, and kicks her petal-clad feet against the blade of grass, catapulting herself into air. She flies through the sky above a landscape of brightly colored flowers. Eyeing her target, she swoops down toward the ground and reaches for the object, cradling it like a boulder in the delicate curve of her pinhead fingers. In her hands, this single drop of dew dwarfs the tiny fairy, but she's stronger than she looks.

With a twinkle of sunshine and a twitter of fairy magic, the drop solidifies in the fairies hands into a shimmering, glittering semi-precious stone. She laughs as she flings the stone into the bead glass of a certain jewelry artist before flying away to find another dew drop on which to weave her magic spell.

Raw, Round, and

Rigid

ROUNDELLE
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If we are to listen to the world around us, then we know a woman needs to be tough on the outside. Hard and sleek, she shines like sunlight as it bounces off her armor. All wrapped in metal, she's an impenetrable fortress at work or school or the market. But get her home, pull the pin from the back of her hair and let the tendrils cascade down her back soft as waterfalls, and you'll see that she's as starry-eyed as labradorite, as soft as a flower petal, and as light as air. Roundelle captures both the hardness and the softness of being.

As English writer, G.K. Chesterton once said, "It is easy to be heavy; hard to be light." But we think if Chesterton had seen the Roundelle line, he might have said instead "Hard and light together; now that's something that just might work." Wrap your arms around the circle: Embrace Roundelle.