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Lately, I am into shapes in my jewelry designs. I have always loved the quatrefoil shape and have used some metal pendant/links in necklaces and bracelets. I wanted  to find a way to incorporate chevron, triangle, and rectangle shapes into my designs. Since I am not a metalsmith, I decided to use leather instead of metals.

I painted the leather with metallic paints in bronze, gold, and silver colors and then cut them into the various shapes. Using jump rings, I am able to link the shapes together to form patterns. For the cuff and hand bracelets, I embellished them with stones and feathers.  I love how these are turning out.

Single Chevron Silver/Bronze

Single Chevron Silver/Bronze

Chevon Necklace

Chevon Necklace

Triangles with dangles

Triangles with dangles

Chevron Necklace with chain links

Chevron Necklace with chain links

Embellished Cuff Bracelet

Embellished Cuff Bracelet

Hand Bracelet

Hand Bracelet

Chevron Necklace

Chevron Necklace

Earrings Silver Side

Earrings
Silver Side

EarringsBronze Side

Earrings
Bronze Side

Shape of My Heart

Sting

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn’t play for the money he wins
He doesn’t play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You’d maybe think there’s something wrong
I’m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape of my heart

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