A ring that symbolizes the inevitable passage of time, the beauty of impending old age. An ode to that stage of life.

I immerse myself in Fortuny’s paintings, in Schielle’s “Sunflowers,” in Góngora, and in the jewels of the Habsburgs. I create a gold ring that melts and bubbles. A loose brushstroke, liquid gold. Ten black diamonds, sparks of light among the bubbles.

Dynamism, fragility, and opulence on her hand.