"eARTh without ART is eh"
The question is always asked: "How did you get into jewelry?" The answer: "It got into me." In the summer of 2014, the pursuit of making jewelry fell into my soul out of nowhere. It landed in my mind, took over, and became an obsession. Once it did, working with crystals, stones, and metals was the only thing I dreamt of.
Although I was nervous to leave my career, jewelry was all I could focus on. I quit my job to follow my craft. I went on to study under a master goldsmith and his team, as well as a studio jeweler. There I learned invaluable skills in traditional gold smithing, antique restoration and repair, diamond setting and design.
Now in my own studio, in the heart of the art district of Hartford, CT, I am using my trained background to create what sings to my soul.
After my mother passed away, I fell in love with the power of a memento. Jewelry is used as a gift to show love, to yourself or another. It is used to celebrate a personal milestone. Sometimes it is used as a family heirloom, or in remembrance of a lost loved one. I am romanced by the idea of a piece of jewelry preserving a memory. Every day I wear a piece of my mother's jewelry and this is one of the ways I carry her with with me.
Our earth produces magical treasures in the form of stones, crystals and metals. In each one, you can feel its song. Vibrating with the earth. I work with raw crystals and imperfect metal design to reflect that what the earth creates is already flawless.
I invite you to shop my collection to find the jewelry that sings to your soul.
The "aid" in Sarahnaid
"When you give you begin to live" -Dave Matthews
Giving back from my art has been a mission of mine since I started Sarahnaid Designs. So much, in fact, that I put the word "aid" in my name. When my mother passed away in 2016 from her battle with cancer, it was clear where that aid would go.
A portion of every sale is donated to the Hope Lodge in NYC. This facility is a section of the American Cancer Society that houses patients and their caregivers who are traveling to NYC for their treatments.
Donations are made in the name of Suzanne M. Korman, my mother, to whom I owe this all.
Above photo credit: Erin Miles @milesforth