In few words: A metalsmith with a color fetish.
It was my boyfriend’s birthday Monday, so we made spaghetti lunghi, in keeping with the Chinese tradition to eat the longest noodles you can find. Something about longevity, and luck. 
Fed up with the ‘me too-ism’ rampant on a site on which I sell my work, I put away my stash of vintage beads. My huge, dozens-of-pounds, carefully culled over 4 days at a New England bead warehouse stash of vintage beads.Until today.They’re back.I’m happy.
