One of one

Stones with stories.

Handcrafted necklaces and bracelets. Every stone chosen by hand, in the place it was born.

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Each piece begins as a walk. A cliff in Newfoundland. A market in Fez. A riverbed in the Andes. What comes home becomes the necklace at your throat, the bracelet at your wrist — quieter than gold, warmer than silver, and yours alone.

The collection

Recent pieces, in hand

Six of the current pieces available in the studio. Each is one of one; when a stone is set, it is gone.

Lapis Lazuli · Sar-e-Sang, Afghanistan

The Karakoram Necklace

Deep Badakhshan blue with a scatter of pyrite. Set on hand-braided linen cord.

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Labradorite · Nain, Labrador

The Nain Bracelet

Grey stone that catches blue when it turns. On oxidized silver.

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Turquoise · Cerrillos, New Mexico

The Cerrillos Necklace

Old-mine turquoise, spiderweb matrix intact. Sterling bezel.

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Larimar · Barahona, Dominican Republic

The Barahona Bracelet

Caribbean blue, unheated. Waxed cotton with a silver clasp.

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Moss Agate · Kathiawar, India

The Monsoon Necklace

Translucent chalcedony with dendritic moss inclusions. Brass wire wrap.

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Amazonite · Pikes Peak, Colorado

The Pikes Peak Bracelet

Rocky Mountain green-blue, three beads on waxed hemp.

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The journeys

Where the stones came from

A stone without provenance is only a stone. A note from three of the places these came from.

Sar-e-Sang · Afghanistan

The blue that Cleopatra wore

Six thousand years ago, caravans carried this stone across the Hindu Kush to the workshops of Ur, of Thebes, of Byzantium. The mine is still open. The stone still travels. This piece came home in a leather pouch, wrapped in a page torn from a paperback.

Nain · Labrador

The stone that only glows at a certain angle

The Inuit call it the frozen fire of the aurora. Turn it in your hand — nothing. Turn it again — a slow flash of green, of copper, of a blue that has no name. It is a stone that keeps its beauty for the person willing to move.

Barahona · Dominican Republic

The color of the sea, before you touch it

Larimar was found in 1974, when a Peace Corps volunteer and a local fisherman climbed together into a hillside above the Caribbean. It exists on one hill on one island. Wear it and you carry that particular water.

About

The maker

Tamsyn is a jeweler, traveler, and quiet observer of stones. For fifteen years she has kept a small leather pouch in her bag on every trip — into it go the pieces of the world she couldn't leave behind. Later, in the studio, each becomes a bracelet or a necklace, set by hand in silver, brass, or waxed cord.

She works slowly. There is no second edition. When a stone is used, it is gone.

If you have a stone of your own — from a beach, a mountain, a person you loved — she will set it for you.

— Tamsyn
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Every piece is one of one. Reach out for pricing, sizing, or to commission something from a stone you've been carrying.

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