
In 2018 my husband was deployed to Puerto Rico to support the island's recovery after Hurricane Maria, and the five of us spent 2018 and 2019 on beaches we'd never heard of before we lived there.
Walking them became the thing we did together. The kids got competitive about it. We came home most evenings with pockets full of glass the Caribbean had been tumbling for decades — bottles, jars, windows, things that had been thrown away long before any of us were born.
I couldn't put it in a jar on a shelf. So I learned to set it.
Every piece in the shop was tossed out to sea, seasoned by saltwater and coral, and picked up by one of us. The frosting isn't a finish I applied — it's thirty years of ocean. The little pits and bubbles are original. I just give it a setting.
We're in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania now, which is about as far from a beach as you can get. The glass came with us.
See the collectionPicked up by hand, one piece at a time. Nothing bought, nothing tumbled in a machine.
Sorted by colour and thickness. Cobalt and red are the rare ones — maybe one in a thousand.
Wrapped or bezel-set by hand at our kitchen table, in silver or gold fill.
Send me the piece you picked up on your own trip and I'll set it. Most commissions run four to six weeks.
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