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New Orleans is hunkering down because we are about to get "Wintry Mix".  Whatever that means and in south Louisiana we just do not know how to drive on ice and so great havoc ensues.  The city has decided to shut down.  I's some crazy stuff down here!

my mother saw some stacking rings I made a couple of weeks ago and requested a set.  So I sat in my studio and thought about texture and a word I wanted to inscribe.  I meditated, sitting there in my chair, and spinning myself in circles until I got dizzy and had to stop.  Oh wait...I digress.

Back to the subject.
My mind has been preoccupied with wabi-sabi lately and I thought that this is just befitting.  My mom is totally sabi!!!

I inscribed the word sabi inside of the silver ring and thus began my journey.

Sabi means (in the most simplistic definition) 
Right on!  
Now I have a word and any word can inspire.  It is a way to help one with what ever they are making.

Now the silver ring was ready for texture but what?
I looked over at my stump that held an old piece of railroad track and immediately thought, you are definitely going to leave your mark today.
This piece of track has seen trains that traveled around the country.  It is worn, patinated, weathered, and absolutely beautiful!  What a great texture to put on the ring.

Here are my Sabi Stacking Rings.  
Only the silver ring has the texture of the railroad track above. 
There is beauty in imperfection. 

This is how I feel about my mother...
my friends...

we are all...  


  1. I love your rings! You did a great job on the patina and texture. Really cool!

    1. You are too kind...muchas gracias Keith.


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