How did I get interested in jewelry design? I'm so glad you asked!
Who can ever remember how these things begin? I know that I began making things during college. Really, really bad things. I had the interest, and maybe even a bit of the eye, but none of the tools (and like any craft, correct tools are some of the most important things to have). However, like many a college student, I had one saving grace: I was willing and ready to wear whatever horrible crap I churned out with my tarnished wire and nail clippers, tweezers, and anything else I could scrounge up. I was a regular MacGyver.
I didn't do much with earring design at this point, because the lack of tools (and materials in general) really held me back. But then I went to grad school, and somehow, I ended up at a local bead shop, with a friend. She must have driven me there, because it was off the beaten path, and I remember it being a really, really nice place. A quiet hum of happy, creative women, the steady rhythm of beads being shuttled to and fro in their containers, lots of finished designs to inspire the jewelry maker, and tons of natural light. It was, to my mind, the perfect way to spend a Saturday afternoon (especially when the other option was homework). I had found my niche. I probably still have some of those early beads and creations somewhere...
The shop offered classes and sold tools, and so my friend and I signed up. I was pretty green, but the classes ran over the course of several weeks, and they were very well taught. I picked things up quickly, but they were also pretty simple to learn. I left knowing how to make a pair of beaded earrings, and I also bought a set of German jewelers' tools (which are, incidentally, the same ones I use today). The 2 sets of pliers were $17 apiece, and I remember thinking that purchase to be pretty extravagant. But, you really can't make jewelry without pliers, so it had to be done. Those bright red babies have seen a lot of use in the last 15 or so years.
I remember running into the academic advisor for the school's history department (my major in college) at the shop, and being so excited to get to know her in a different way, to have something new in common with her. She was a great woman, very vibrant and likeable (I think she recently retired after all of her years of advising, getting a PhD and writing a book) and I remember her once saying, very earnestly: You know, when you think about necklaces, it's really a shame women only have 1 neck. So true! I hope Hindus have a Shiva-like God with 8 necks instead of arms, because I'm really not that into bracelets... Imagine dressing HER for the Oscar red carpet! Harry Winston, move over. And over. And over. And...
My advisor had her work for sale at the shop, I think, and I had this moment of realization: SHE can do it! She's not a professional jewelry maker, she's a historian. And she made something someone will like and buy and wear. And SHE is the one who made it! It kind of blew my mind. While I like much of what I make, there really is something about the external validation of getting praise or, better still, making a sale, that I treasure.
I wasn't really selling anything back then in college, save for a pair of earrings here or there, but when people found out that I had tools (and wasn't afraid to use them), I got a lot of 'hey, can you take a look at this?' or 'why doesn't this clasp close anymore?' questions from people. Fixing those problems gave me great experience, and it also taught me what I could, and couldn't, do (some of that had to do with my skill set and some of it had to do with things that, once broken, really can't be put together again). Being able to alter designs made by others was great, too. Have a necklace you like with some ugly beads? No problem. Have something made for a smaller wrist or neck? No problem.
Beading is a popular hobby now, but it wasn't back when I started. Maybe I'm the one who brought beading back?
Pt. 2 will catch us up to current day jewelry making and the birth of Jericas Designs.