There have been many pivotal moments along the way, aside from my formal art training, that have inspired and informed the creation of my jewelry.
Let me first tell you a little about my grandfather, for it was he who was my greatest influence. He wove the most beautiful carpets: teal, cayenne, and cornflower blue; peony pink, straw, and amber; black, white, and celadon; all remnants from a defunct dress factory. Diamonds from coal, rubies from rust. He did it because he loved it. He did it just because he said he could and I learned a lot about desire and passion from him. He drove a fruit and vegetable truck as well, and I see it now as I saw it then—the relationships between choke cherries and hen eggs, baby plums and Swiss chard, crab apples and red leaf. Poetry. Bliss. Sustenance. He knew, and this was the art of his life.
Jewelry is the same for me. I must do it. I have an absolute passion for reconfiguring and regrouping elements until they find their right of repose and when this happens, I am at rest with the world.
- Deb Brilla (Wannabuyawatch?)