My Angel is a charm — a small suspended figure carrying the weight of something felt rather than explained. It belongs to a personal talisman vocabulary that runs through everything I make, where objects are chosen not simply for how they look, but for what they hold.
The angel is not decorative. It is a held belief, a kept thing.
Cast in 18-karat yellow gold and set with a enamel at its center, the form is precise and contained. The enamel is not an accent. It is the point — saturated, deep, and unmistakable, giving the figure its presence before the piece is ever touched.
Worn alone or added to a chain already carrying meaning, the charm holds its place without asking for context.
