by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
I grew up a tomboy. I still had Barbies and other dolls, and fell in love with various pop stars, but as I became a tween and then a teen, I just wasn't interested in clothes, make-up, and jewelry. For a while I made beaded necklaces, but I was never really interested in "real" jewelry.
The exception was rings. My Dad was a true craftsman and he went through various phases, including a jewelry-making phase. He even took classes at our local Memorial Art Gallery, making pendants, bracelets, and rings (including techniques like the lost-wax process). I was drawn to the rings he made. At one time, I wore about ten or more of the silver (or stainless steel) rings he made, but silver is soft and some of the braided ones broke after a few years. I currently wear 13 rings (no, I'm not superstitious), and six of them are rings my Dad made.
What do you do for yourself that just feels nice?