The banded mineral called Malachite has enjoyed a resurgence. Used as a pigment in paint from antiquity until the 1800’s, the vibrant colors of this semi-precious gemstone exhibit many shades, from bright and light to blackish-green. The irregular bands of color form mesmerizing amorphous shapes. Its attractive qualities are not limited to jewelry but work beautifully in interior design and fashion as well.
This first bracelet blows my mind. Boucheron…crazy gorgeous.
I was working with an engagement client the other day and as we discussed bezel-set diamonds, I was inspired to post on the subject.
The bezel setting is a protective rim or border of metal that encases the entirety of the gemstone. There is usually a groove in which the outer edge of the gemstone is seated and then a lip of metal that is then pushed down, or burnished, carefully over top of that edge, holding the gemstone in place. This was the first method of gemstone setting. Bezels can be thick or thin, smooth or textured, with a modern or ancient design. Either way, it is a beautiful and exceptionally safe way to wear your favorite jewel (even soft or brittle ones like emerald and opal). I hope you enjoy this selection of gorgeous bezel-set pieces!
The humble frog is a surprisingly popular motif in fine jewelry. Perhaps it is the fact that they symbolize change and the transient nature of our lives. Sometimes they are associated with wiches. In China, they are considered bringers of rain and lunar symbols. In Egyptian lore, they represent life and fertility through their resemblance to the squatting position of women during childbirth. Even the Bible has something to say: “And I saw three unclean spirits like frogs come out of the mouth of the dragon, and out of the mouth of the beast, and out of the mouth of the false prophet.” (Revelation 16:13). But I think it could also be their playful form and the bevy of gorgeous green gemstones that can be used to represent their reptilian skin. Either way, these exotic little gemstone creatures are gorgeous!
“A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily the flakes, silver and dark, falling obliquely against the lamplight. The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.”