A Little Spark of Something Grand You know, there are days in the workshop when the golden dust motes dance in the sunlight, and a quiet sense of possibility hangs in the air, a feeling that something truly special is about to take shape. It often starts with a simple observation, perhaps a piece someone brought in for a little polish, something like a particularly interesting White gold bark ring, with its organic textures and understated elegance. That very morning, I was chatting away with a lovely lady about how some designs just speak volumes without shouting, about how a piece can feel l...
