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|Old English| All things bloom, and all things wither, without darkness there cannot be light, balance must exist in all things. Wyther is an expression of my eclectic and unconventional artistry, my intuition, folklore and ancient belief systems, personal hedge witch practice, and my profound connection with nature as a reclaiming of my feminine power through light work, shadow work, and everything in between. There is much beauty in the natural world, and she is my greatest muse; the veil between earthy and ethereal, primal and refined, dark and light, life and death.
My jewelry designs cater to those seeking out unique, sentimental, and intentionally made jewelry. Every piece is handmade with significant thoughtfulness and intention, and as such, are special works of art in and of themselves. My clients value the handmade nature of these creations, and respect the intent that goes into creating them. Because I stray from mass produced, consumer driven products, these jewels contain a bit of the artists essence, and as such are made in limited quantities. These jewels are made to be worn during mourning, during rituals, and to channel elemental and astrological energies. Crafting in this intentional way allows me the opportunity to explore my ethnic heritage through the use of beads from Eastern Europe, where my family hails from, as well as explore folkloric elements of my homeland and place of current residence in the beautiful state of Michigan, where I am influenced by the mysterious beauty of lush evergreen forests and crystalline lakes.
I find beauty in items, styles, and sentiments of ages past, and am drawn like a moth to a flame, so much so that my love of items with history behind them has even been referenced in my natal chart.
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β§ A Hard Thing to Contain {Silphium} β§Iβve often thought of how I would narrate and recount my life as if it were a memoir, a habit I developed around the very young age of 5-ish, before I even had an inkling of mortality and consciousness and what it meant to grow on a journey of life. I remember laying in my bedroom, in a house I only lived a few early years in, with moonlight streaming in through the window next to me when the idea formed. Blame it on my Pisces rising, but even from that young age Iβve pondered if what my life is is actually a recall of my memories from my deathbed, simultaneously prolonging the penultimate moments and all occurring within a fraction of the blink of an eye. Iβm not sure how or why that idea formed within me, especially so young, but itβs something that has stuck with me the nearly 30 years Iβve been here.As I think about my life in recall, I can separate the years or eras into βwaitingβ and βloversβ years. From about 2015 to 2020 I existed in the waiting years. Waitingβ¦ for inspiration, for meaning to unveil and envelop me, for love to unfold, for the right moments with the right people to befall me, almost like walking into a cell of comic book or manga, somehow being at just the right place at exactly the right time for a momentous and magical event to transpire. Iβve spent a lot of my life in longing and waiting, namely for love, which to my understanding is a side effect of not having my needs met as a child and being ostracized by those I sought love from in my adolescence; so I felt a great chasm within me, waiting to be filled with love, and I spent my late teens and early twenties seeking it in the form of a long term relationship, then later my late twenties as I embarked on a solo journey.As I near 30, I see that a lot of my heartache from this journey would have been alleviated if I had accomplished even a fraction of the inner work needed to address the gaping abyss of love within me, maybe possibly employing self-love; which quite ironically I ran from my whole life, until recently, cursing myself the whole journey for βnot trying hard enoughβ, when really I was putting a bandaid of shadow work over my wound as I intellectualized my life, myself and my emotions, instead of feeling and existing and actually changing my inner narratives.From 2020 until now I chased after love and let it chase me at times. I experienced the ecstasy of human connection, the depths of betrayal, and the self-betrayal that grasps the hand of abusive lovers as they walk in and out of your life without even a pitiful glance back. Through these tribulations Iβve waded into βloversβ years as I have found love for myself through the mirror of being in a loving relationship with my partner. Iβve allowed myself to explore and cultivate my softness that I previously only held deep within my heart and reserved for my beloved cats. Due to being wrapped in a safe embrace, finally I was able to allow these previously hidden facets of myself to bloom.This collection is a celebration of love, softness, and divinity, and these emotions are what dictated the subject matter, but the accidental finding of a special interest is what provided the direction. Last year, I discovered the ancient plant Silphium and its importance to the ancient world, and its subsequent extinction. The seed shape is thought to have been one of the earliest representations of the heart shape, impressed into ancient coins in the city of Cyrene and representative of a valuable symbol for love as it was used as a form of ancient birth control, multi-use food source, and health aide. Researchers and historians have speculated that the plant became functionally extinct due to its inability to be cultivated, its small naturally occurring biome and climate change in the ancient world, with its biome undergoing aridification. Scientists believe it is a relative of the Fennel family and as of 2021, researchers may have identified a promising new species that may prove to be actual Silphium, Ferula drudeana.In my research for this collection I found the likeness of the coined seed impressions of Cyrene a more valid explanation for humanityβs fascination with the heart symbol, and much prefer this evidence to the theory of the heart shape being a crude representation of the human heart, as it bears little to no resemblance in my eyes. I find these coin images and the continued hold that heart shaped imagery still has over humanity to be endearing, and a lasting symbol of the ephemeral nature of human existence, and the emotions and connecting threads of life events that envelop us all during our short time here. To me, there are many more connecting threads that weave humanity together than meet the eye, we just have to be open minded enough to see and value them. Love, to me, is the greatest connecting thread of all. This collection is a tender look back at what has made me, me, and the journey Iβve embarked on for what Iβve always yearned for.