~* Three Venetian Nymphs Meet Zambian Craftsmanship*~

... in some of my most beloved jewellery, that is. My Father bought me this bracelet over thirty years ago from a sprawling Zambian marketplace. The memory of our little excursion is extremely precious to me, so the piece that brings that memory alive is... priceless. The noise and smells of that day are still vividly carved into my mind. A plaza of sand and dirt, surrounded by more or less torn down tent-like constructions where the silver- and goldsmiths lived, worked and found shelter from the scortching sun. Their tools were extremely basic; hammers of different sizes, some nails for carving, a little fireplace. But they turned filthy pieces of metal into delicate pieces of art. Mine is 100 % handmade. We watched it being made. Quite to the contrary, my Venetian Vintage Cameo Necklace has been created (nearly a hundred years ago) in the city of opulence - a gorgeous abundance of everything. History. Elegance. Beauty. As far from the dirt tracks as you can get, I'd say. The stories behind these two rare and beautiful pieces are so strikingly different that I keep and sometimes use them toghether. They somehow complement each other. At least in my mind. But then again, even I think that my mind is a funny thing. ~*♥*~