i was around 3 when my obsession with teeny things became obvious. while mom shopped, i’d intently scour the department store floors for ‘treasure’ such as sequins, crystals (tiny pieces of quartz probably brought in on the bottom of a shoe), beads, buttons and the occasional diamond (rhinestone). before leaving the store i would evaluate the day’s finds; throwing out the dull pieces and clenching my fist around the best pieces to be tucked into my jewelry box at home.
i mentioned it off-hand a few posts ago and i should have explained it. i’m obsessed with glittery details. my degree from uga says ‘bfa, jewelry and metal design’ and yes, it’s real. :) working with fascinatingly small cut stones, shiny silver, powdered glass and teeny hammers is inspiring and calming to me. my eye for detail that began developing on the floor at belk’s had found it’s home…for a while…until i realized that i spent more time photographing my jewelry than actually making any…until i realized that i thrived on human interaction…until i realized that i wanted just take pictures and interact.
all this to say, if i ask for your ring don’t worry. ;) i’m just capturing all of those details i spent years studying and i appreciate so much. if i smuggle your fabulous shoes outside to take a few detail shots, they’ll be back soon. if i get so close to your delicate bouquet that you’re pretty sure i’m about to eat it, i won’t, most likely. that’s just me, in my element, capturing smiles and details and diamonds and most definitely creating ‘the shot’ i want for you.
for fun, i’ll leave you with a couple images of my rings from my last semester of college. i think maybe one day i’ll be inspired to get back into it, for now, i’m taking a break:


such fun to see your jewelry again…nice shots!
i LOVE the mental picture of tiny little katy crawling around collecting ‘treasures’…too precious!
jessica: if only in your minds eye you could see all 35 fat rolls i had…you may imagine this differently! haha, thanks for the sweet comment!
All 35 of those fat rolls were adorable!
In the 1970’s, my college roommate’s mother made me a neat class ring too. Many years later my roommate ended up having a very talented daughter. Very nice!