Lately, I’ve taken up a small I Ching ritual of my own.
Before reading at night, I open The Creative Act: A Way of Being, by Rick Rubin, at random.
And there’s always something that makes me pause.
Sometimes it’s a quiet smile. That feeling of discovering—or recognising—something true.
The other night, I opened it and found just this:
“Any framework, method, or label you impose on yourself can be as much a limitation as an opening.”
Brief. Concentrated.
And yes, I agree.
My framework: the sea.
My method: craftsmanship.
My label: artistic jewelry.
Are they limits? Yes.
But they’re also doors.
Through them, I find a kind of freedom—
A way of travelling to places that can’t be reached with the eyes.
And when I return, I can offer something with form:
A piece.
A fragment of that experience, to share it.
Maybe to connect with other journeys. With other people.
By the way:
Not long ago, I showed you this piece. I said it looks better when worn.
Here it is again, this time with the photo wearing it.
And now I’ll tell you something else:
In person, it’s even better.