Measuring Cups for Matriarchs
When I was small, the ladies in my extended family loomed very large. Matriarchy is the word. As a kid, I never knew too much about where their knowledge came from, but there it was! It appeared that there was a right and a wrong way to do things. They knew about camping, baking and math. Some were into clothing and social graces. My mom knew exactly what sort of sunlight all the plants in her garden preferred and when they bloomed. They all seemed to have a cache of knowledge built up that they passed down as if everyone knew those things. You match your hat to your bag, and your nails to your lip. That's just how it is. You let the flour sink to the bottom of the pan, or there will be lumps in the gravy. Hydrangeas hate the afternoon sun. How much nutmeg in the cookies? Just a dash, Sweetie.
These women just knew how to get it done and get it done right. Hence the Matriarchy. This year for Mother's Day I wanted to make something that represented their wisdom as a little treasure. An heirloom to be passed down. Very few people know exactly how much a splash, a smidgeon, and a skoshe is... but Mom knows.
A one-of-a-kind, hand-formed sterling silver jar hangs by it’s tiny handles at the end of a collection of 17” sterling silver chains. Even though the domed lid remains closed, from the bottom spills a never ending waterfall of silver. A magical object to be sure, but also an allegory for the givers in our lives. Copper accents complete this handmade piece. Jar measures approximately 1.3”, tassel hangs approximately 2” below that. Custom clasp.