Today, I felt a surge of brilliance coming on, and I just know it's a memo from Ivaan. He has a way of letting me know when he wants me to get to work and produce something spectacular. He even manages to let me know from which decade he'd like the brilliance to materialize. Today, when I walked into the store, I had an urge to look at large, flat gemstones. What caught my eye was a large, luminous oval Madagascar Labradorite:
And then I started reminiscing about the beautiful work Ivaan did in the 1990s. Looking through the waxes, I found a beautiful ring he made in 1993 - exactly 20 years ago. Something about the cool simplicity of the stone seemed to call out to the intricate gorgeousness of the ring. Here's what the stone looks like, nestled into the ring like a toe in a slipper:
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| Pantoufle Ring, 1993 (c) Estate of Ivaan Kotulsky |
My mission, should I choose to accept it, will be to decide what metal to cast the ring in - although I do love it in blue wax. I remember 1993 so well. It was the year Ivaan suffered his first heart attack, on January 6th, in church. So when he made this ring, he was in the throes of an incredibly creative surge which always followed a period of forced inactivity. When I finish the ring and set the stone, I will post photos of it.
Ivaan, today is your birthday. It's the last year of the decade you were in when you left the planet. I miss you beyond all measure. I know you are shining down on me; otherwise, where would I be getting surges of brilliance from? After I finish up here in the Atelier Ivaan Slave Shop, I'll come to visit you, with some birthday cake for the birds and squirrels.
Я люблю тебе, мій коханий чоловік.
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