Yesterday was the long-awaited launch of Bloodmilk Jewelry's lookbook, photographed by Christina Brown - and my, was it ever worth the wait.
J.L. Schnabel's jewels move me in ways I struggle to find words for; I treasure my two Bloodmilk pieces and feel a special tug inside whenever I glance down at them hovering over my heart. Her work is wearable art - so much more than mere adornment. Similarly, her amazing blog is an absolute wealth of wonderment-inspiring images & sounds.
It was a serious struggle to select my favourite images - I have scrolled through it several times now, slowly savoring it. It appeals to me on every level. I find the pages with words to be particularly poignant.
I watch the moon. Her gaze rippling in ribbons over a night sea. We stand at the cusp where dark water meets dark earth. I long to pull you away from this terrible edge, but instead, you wade in inch by inch. I do not follow.
I find your body next to mine in the darkness. I press my wrist to yours, to find that strange pulse that lingers beneath your skin. You do not wake. Not ever.