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The Woodland Collection - copper jewelry with a verdigris patina

My Woodlands Collection is inspired by the elements of the forest floor: moss, soil, foliage, roots and bark.



I started making jewelry in October 2010 after spending many years as a graphic artist. During those years of designing for other people, I never took the time (or had the energy) to find my own style and color palette. 

Then, one evening last year I discovered the patinated jewelry of Shannon LeVart* and said to my husband, "This is what I'm supposed to be doing."

I bought some supplies from her and, when they arrived in the mail, my art turned in a different direction. I experimented with the different patinas in a rainbow of colors: red, black, ocean blue, white.

None of them called forth the gut reaction that I had to the ancient and classical verdigris. I even like the word. Over time I created a number of pieces that clearly had a uniting theme. Two days ago I named it The Woodland Collection. 

View the entire collection in my Etsy shop here

Hammered Copper Disk Earrings with Verdigris Patina

Corrugated Copper Leaf Earrings

Small Hammered Disk Earrings

One Side of a Two-Inch Disk

The Other Side of the Two-Inch Disk

Wire Torque Necklace with Large Bead

Medium Length Necklace with Small Disks
A Vintage Copper Cuff with New Black and Verdigris Patinas
*Visit Shannon's Etsy shop here.

Comments

Leslie Todd said…
Your jewelry is beautiful! I want to put some verdigris on some of the foldformed cuffs I'm doing.
I felt every piece you featured!
I knew if I liked the old and crusty, there would be other like souls and it is an honor to meet one of you!
I can't wait to see the next batch you come up with, cause these are gorgeous.

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