I’m lucky I don’t live near where Tony Creed works and sells. Not only would I always be hangin’ out at his studio ’cause I like watching jewelers work (and cause he’s fuckin’ cool), but I’d be in hock to my eyeballs because I’d be buyin’ one o’ everything he makes.
This is the current object of lust:
Thing is, i’m not a christian, so as a general rule I don’t wear crosses. Same as I don’t wear hindu or muslim or jewish buddhist or any other strictly religious symbols. But I do make exceptions; I used to wear a celtic cross dangle on my earring, and I have a Voudou veve pendant that speaks to me as a sort of diver’s lucky talisman. I won’t tattoo such symbols on me, but with jewelry, once in a while, I’ll go with it. I’ve never really wanted a cross ring, and as much as I like, for example, the german Iron Cross, I don’t have much with that symbol on it either (maybe one or two shirts).
This one though – i dunno. It just works. Maybe it’s just that FTW quality that all of Tony’s work has.
Damn, I need to get me another job just to fund my silver habit. This is worse than drugs.