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Some of my jewelry evolves from slices of raw rock hewn from the ground, When one side is polished the intristic inner beauty within each piece is revealed. A hauntingly beautiful yet rustic wearable art piece invariably evolves. I am not looking to achieve a polished, perfect, or symmetrical style of jewelry. The world already has too many machine made jewels. Appreciating the more basic vibration, I allow each slice to show case itself whenever possible. My work with rock slices is unique, a bit off the wall and often far fetched. Each of my individually designed pieces definitely has a prospective partner waiting for them somewhere on this planet. Utilizing gemstones, beads and rocks from about the globe, I freely admit to one and all my addiction to one of the world's oldest professions:

Growing up in the wilds of the North Shore of Lake Superior allows me a comfortable serenity and appreciation of the inherent artistic perfection bequeathed to us all from our Earth Mother Gaia. I feel privileged to be given this opportunity to showcase her unique designs in my jewelry. Often I head off on tangents, working numerous threads and ideas into my designs. Sometimes pieces evolve from ancient legends. The "energies" natural stones have hidden within in them waiting to be tapped are often addressed - sometimes their colour or their charm talisman has a story needing to be told.

As for my paintings - well ever since I can remember colour has held a special spot in my psyche . I vividly remember expressing my talent about age four by finger painting a beautiful mural down the staircase walls - or perhaps it is the reprimand I remember? I started painting with oils about age 12 - diligently observing small capsules of interesting bits, then trying reproduce them in my own unique style. It is the minute details of nature; the ideas which bring a lump into my throat or a smile to my eyes which catch my fancy. Sometimes I paint in great detail and other times a few simpler brush strokes will efficiently evoke the sensation I am feeling.

Alas I don't paint as much as I used to.( why is here). Most of my paintings these days is limited to the medium of acrylic .

Fortunately my current passion making rock slices into wearable art is developing and blossoming more and more each year - but one corner in my studio always has an easel set up and at least one painting evolving at any given moment.

Thank you

Sharon

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Fifteen years ago I lierally became a zombie through a chemical injury at work . It took several years to figure out what had happened as not one of the dozens of specialists encountered equated the drastic symptoms to work. I firmly believe had I been a man someone might have asked did I work with any hazardous substances.

Hopefully today 2005; they'd be more aware that women need to be asked questions in all areas also. My life as it was ended. Several years later; when I became well enough; we moved to a small circa 1875 log cabin in the midst of 120 pristine forested acers in the wilds of Ontario, Canada.

We call our new home Apsley Acers - at the same time I turned 50 years of age. With clean air, clean water, organic food and lots of rest; I now have re-aimed the 2nd part of my life in a new direction. After much research things certainly did not look like I was destined to get back to my old life - I made a conscious decision to make the "best" of my new one.

I became a herbalist and a wildforager; I learnt which plants would enhance my health both medicinally and culinarily. We built a new green house and a new studio; the latter is aptly named after this small new Shang-ri-la where I have come slowly into blossom once again. A major problem arose due to the still many non-functioning neurons within my brain - my ability to mix colour had disappeared. I was devastated as painting had been my life long love. If anyone had asked me what had I visualized myself being when I grew up - the answer was always to succeed as a painter. Imagine! I am now just learning to paint all over again in a new style with straight colour with acrylic - it is an interesting new journey and I am slowly regaining confidence..

This is such a terrible invisable injury. Even today after an exposure, my brain is very sore; fortunately I discovered a new wonder, jewelry design; the slicing and polishing rocks for pendants; which when melded with colourful wire and beads from around the world and my off the wall design base; allows me to produce magnificent pieces of exquisite rustic jewelry - unique wearable art. Thus utilizing these new inner talents makes working in my studio once again a joyful process. The acknowledgement of one's creative work by strangers is so uplifting.

Thus when my life handed out lemons with a bit of thought and ingenuity I have started to make Lemonade; it is very drinkable. Seldom do I go into the world outside; as it still makes me very ill - as most man made chemicals with a petroleum base make my life a negative for weeks. Definately my life is different, but compared to some in this world I am still very lucky - I still have way too many ideas - too many things to create - and no time to sit about feeling sorry for myself. BUT; I sure wish mankind would wizen up before it is too late. Before too many people, especially children are poisoned like myself.