Loneliness is feeling nostalgic for experiences that were never yours. For moments, I hold the dreams of others in my own hands. I hold their scraps, lost to time, with a particular gentleness. Receipts, tickets, coupons, notes, tags. Each of these remnants calls to a memory. Sometimes mine. Sometimes theirs. Capturing these fragile objects as precious wearable jewelry, I seek to preserve the wistful memories they are associated with. 

My jewelry balances tradition and the digital age, incorporating hand-built methods with industrial technological processes. Silversmithing is relied upon for form finding, bringing dimensionality into my work, reflecting the delicacy of handling a piece of paper. Working with three-dimensional CAD software enables me to recreate the designs of my found scraps, harnessing my control over their presentation. A muted rainbow spectrum cultivates melancholy, the joy from once bright tones is vanquished. In order to confound perception, text and symbols are distorted through masking techniques. Syntax-specific language is introduced, with text chosen to appeal to emotion. 

Collecting paper scraps serves as an act of self-preservation in the face of my own pervasive loneliness. We are made of our memories and this remembrance saves us, despite how warped or patchworked it may become. Physical objects leave a literal trace of ourselves in the blank days of time. Where has it been, and who has it seen, and who did you love? We can live moments over and over again if we are able to trigger their recall. Jewelry is an incredible vessel for this as it relies on the physical body. Only the wearer knows their own perception of a memory, and these objects trigger different memories for each viewer. Now I take these pieces of jewelry and I roughly shove and crumple them into my pockets.