The perfection of a curve, the finesse of a texture, or patina, there are so many layers of detail that make a work of art incredible, and I was blessed by being shaped in this environment since my very first years of life.
In that year, 2012, just before I began traveling and jumping in the university of life, I cast my very first rings. They were made of bronze, cast in one of the local foundries near by my home. Several artisans became my first mentors and I became an obsessive creator of wearable sculptures. I would travel for months at the time, carrying few tools and carving wax, which I would shape in all places: during the longest train rides in India, in secluded cabins in the Himalayas, on beautiful beaches. I always felt the need of creating something and I never felt it was actually creating jewelry.
I always found an alchemical magic in the technique of the lost wax casting, where a piece of wax is transformed into metal maintaining the most delicate details, like fingerprints. And this has been a constant subject of experimentation in my process: the transmutation of a soft material like beeswax, and its characteristics of malleability, fragility, to metal, hard and cold in its substance. But also a carrier of another level of warmth: time and wear.
When we observe antique pieces of jewelry and their majestic manufacture and beauty, we are not attracted only to their shape, but mostly to their history, what those little objects went through, who was wearing them? What they mean? History shows its signs through scratches, bumps, imperfections, and this for me is true soul-full beauty. The coldness and hardness of the metal slowly becomes a carrier of life."