His jewelry was featured, caught my eye and from that point forward, I had the Forget Me Knot ring (as sold on Areaware) at the top of my bookmarked items for a long time. It’s actually still there. For years I coveted the delicateness and design, and watched Kiel’s collection gain popularity, becoming more and more recognized on other online sites and magazines. From time to time I’d see his jewelry featured, and it always reminded me how badly I wanted one.
But I never bought it during all those lustful years. Somehow in my mind it had spiraled into something that I didn’t want to just buy for myself; I didn’t earn a lot of money at the time (well, that hasn’t changed), and I didn’t spend my disposable income on luxurious things.
I probably wouldn’t be writing this post if I hadn’t started dating this special guy. He bought it for me last V-Day, and happiness ensued.
Fast forward to earlier this month, when I dared to contact my favorite designer to introduce myself and offer him a work-pad feature on the site. As you know, I love a good workpad, and I was hopeful to learn more about Kiel’s inspiration and motivations relating to his studio. He obliged! Big thank you!
Totally obscure factoid that I learned along the way but you won’t see in the below interview: Kiel and I graduated from high school the same year, one town apart in Western NY. Oh, and we also both still hold on to our WNY cell phone area codes, holler.
As a designer, I want to make the unexpected. I have always been obsessed with iconic objects that we use in our everyday life (might be the first impulse a person has before they decide to become a designer…) A key, a match stick, and a piece of string are all objects that have existed for a very long time. We use these things without giving much thought to how important they are. When I first started making jewelry, my goal was to take these objects that have existed for generations and transforming them into something else–something you can wear, or even ironically something you can give as a gift. Over the years I have been trying to push this notion. Some of my favorite pieces are the ABC gum necklace and the retainer necklace. I can’t help but smile when one of those sells.
Right now I am working out of my studio that functions as an office and a work space. It is in the Brooklyn Navy Yard. I could work almost anywhere, but I have been fortunate enough to have a great studio for the past four years. My studio not only allows me to craft new pieces of jewelry, but I also can maintain a fully functional wood shop. In my studio, I am able to experiment with new designs.
Come to think of it, everything in my studio is customized to me. Building up my work space to be more user-friendly is one of the most rewarding and therapeutic projects. It’s a slow process, but everything added helps the work-flow. I recently added a peg wall for my tools (long overdue). I love to scope out my friends’ work spaces to see how they have things arranged. Chen Chen and Kai Williams have a pretty interesting set-up.
I try to keep my inspiration on constant rotation, however I do have some favorite books I like to keep close at hand–Roy McMakin: A Door Meant As Adornment, Birds of The World, Take Ivy, and the McMaster-Carr catalogue are all always within reach.
Editors interjection: Love how he surrounds himself with his inventory, like Sebastian’s Stake (top of which shown here):
And a new batch of Forget Me Knot rings, swoon:
I help out at one of the best design stores in the city, The Future Perfect. I owe a lot them for my success. My best advice: work for a store that you admire. If you can’t work for a store, then align yourself with those who run a great design store. Bring them cookies! The easiest and fastest way for you to get noticed is to let someone influential know about what you do. That “someone” can be a store owner, blogger, designer, a club of people, anyone. The better you sell yourself, the more successful you will be. Press will come to those who spread the word. Oh yeah, and you have to make great things. :)
I co-founded and now maintain The American Design Club (AmDC). Our mission is to help emerging designers become noticed–we provide a networking “launchpad” for new designers. We have had a ton of success stories and are doing so many great things!
I will be participating in the New York International Gift Fair (NYIGF) in August with members of the American Design Club. The AmDC is also planning a show for the fall. It is very hush-hush right now, however I can say it is going to be a very strange, provocative and exciting show. A teaser we are working on right now includes this: At Home. 3 A.M. Suddenly: SMASH!! What do you grab? Oh boy, I have said too much!
Emily’s back: Ooh! Very exciting. Maybe I will be taking a trip to NYC this fall. I love your ambition and enjoyed learning about how much you’re involved in beyond your jewelry and furniture business.
I hope you all enjoyed meeting Kiel and learning about his studio and inspirations; I’m looking forward to seeing more from him in coming years, and watching his business grow.
I’m not done with the stair painting project. Getting there, though. There was a little snafu along the way; I had a change of heart. There were grand plans laid to start and finish the whole shebang in a single weekend – and I did get somewhere that first weekend, but it was kind of a bust and before I show you the real end result (which should be done by tomorrow and will be posted on Monday) I wanted to give you a little tutorial on my first attempt.
I really liked the concept of having a gradient of color going up (or down) the front of each stair; the samples I developed validated the idea, and I was really digging the top 4 steps of this next painted-on photo, featuring a gradient of gray and gold (the same gray that my sunroom floor is painted, and the same Behr Venetian Gold that’s so prominent throughout the entire house).
As I went forward with that plan, I drew out a more complex sketch of the stair scenario. You might have seen this a few weeks ago if you follow me on facebook (which you totally should, BTW, cough cough). I’m no artist when it comes to playing with a pencil, or in this case, a handsome thin-lined blue sharpie, but this was enough of a visual to help me see how many stairs I was working with and plan the ascent from the first story to the second. Turn your head to the left.
Knowing the number of stairs I had to paint (14 total), I started working on calculating out a gradual transition using the palette I selected: the gold, the gray, and plain white paint to lighten when necessary. Impressed with my precision? The whole 80/20 and 15/80/5 mixes? I was. I was damn proud. The little chemist in me was very pleased.
The whole while I planned, I thought I could visualize pretty easily how the color would vary and extend around the turn in the staircase. Somewhere along the planning process I switched the labels for light and dark gray in the right hand side of the page; it definitely would make for a more gradual and seamless transition from gray to gold.
When it came to measuring paint for those ever-so-anally precise calculations, I pulled a KitchenAid glass that’s used to measure coffee grounds, not liquids, but it was detailed enough that I felt I could manage to accurately mix the onslaught of shades I had promised myself to.
I’ll tell you straight up, the problem I had with Phase 1 is that I tried to do one color at a time, either mixing a hint of new color into the remaining formula, or else rinsing the glass out and starting fresh with a new shade. Maybe I was anxious to finish the project in one day, maybe I was lazy, but as I got into it, it showed. The accurate calculations I had planned for went out the window.
I would have been better off finding 14 cups and mixing 14 shades at the same time.
I started with the grays; the bottom step was easy – it was the same dark gray that was straight out of the can. The second step up had a hint of white in it to lighten it up, and same goes for the third and fourth steps. I was still happy at this point, but remember what I was saying about the whole mixing the colors in the single container thing: I would never be able to duplicate the formulas exactly as I had the first mix. It was a total OOPS-PAINT-blame-the-Lowe’s-paint-mixer-for-being-a-single-shade-off scenario live from my house.
Is the gray gradient even that apparent in this photo?
I left the 5th step plain white and moved onto the top stairs leading to the landing. I mixed the grays with the gold in the same fashion. The whole idea was to make the transition around the corner into darker, richer golds leading up to the second story.
I have such great ideas. And I was so excited to follow through on this vision. Until I got cookin’.
It was right around the 11th step up that I realized this wasn’t going to play out as I had precisely planned. Of course, by this time I was doing a lame-o job at washing out the glass and remeasuring accurately, and there was no precision to my art.
I was just adding color until it “seemed” different, although once dry, there was barely a change in the shade (that gold has some powerfully strong DNA). You must think I’m a lazy lame girl now, right? I’m cringing, it really was a poor effort. (Note: The top most step is painted the dark gold straight from the can)
Although, I will say that Pete really liked it and encouraged me to follow through on my original vision, but again, there was no way I could self-mix the colors that I needed to in order to match what I had already done. By the time the paint had totally dry, it was painfully obvious that each step would need a second and maybe third coat.
But there’s good news and there’s bad news.
Bad news first: I was so annoyed with my sloppiness that I didn’t even take a picture of the stairs painted at the end of Phase 1.
The good news: I did take a picture at the very beginning of Phase 2 that lets you see the failed effort from Phase 1 (see the slow gradient in this next photo?). I was surprisingly unimpressed by the subtlety in the transition; I definitely had thought that it was going to be more vibrant. Double good news: The photo also gives you a preliminary sneak peek of how I started to correct earlier this week jobber, wink wink. It’s been a long, long week of stair painting.
So come back on Monday; I promise you’ll like what you see.
And I promise it’s more accurate. I’m actually being mind-blown by my attention to detail this time around.
The transition from winter to spring in Rochester is an ugly one. I gave you a little photo tour of the yard a few months back, but promised that it would improve from looking like this come June:
In fact, it’s like a totally different space with the fence hidden by roses, the deck furniture out and scattered because we’re not really all that orderly about it, the grill rolled out in the grass, and the tomatoes in the ground. The normally exposed backyard becomes a quaint little haven shadowed by trees and bushes; it’s about this time of year that I stop being able to see my neighbors – they resurface again when the leaves start to fall in October.
It also means that Cody can’t snurf with his little pit bull best friend through the back fence without trampling the lemon mint. Is snurf a term coined by my family and only my family? It’s an adjective meaning to sniff and dig your nose into places it shouldn’t be? Isn’t it weird how familial lingo can make it’s way into international blog posts? And does anyone have any good recipes that include lemon mint because I’m over my dog’s head in it. Anyways, I digress.
Pete and I did some serious grounds work over the weekend and removed everything along one fence that didn’t belong (it’s not always so obvious what’s alive, dead, or a weed until the leaves are fully exposed) and while I had a cleared space, I hung the new mid-century birdhouse on the fence.
You can’t really tell in that picture, but it’s wired to the top fence rail using two simple eyelet hooks and some thin gauge wire that I installed in the sides.
While I had some space cleared that gets decent sunlight, I decided to drop some seeds to see what would happen. These are leftovers from my February efforts to self-start the seeds early (it was too early, it was a flop, I was embarrassed, I’ve moved on). So, they’re now in real earth and we’ll see what happens. My guess? Not much. It is almost 4th of July, after all. Green thumb is quickly turning brown.
Dad’s green thumb, however produces 8′ tall tomato plants. OK, by August they’ll be that tall, but for now they’re babies and nestled into a little caged area.
He gets all the credit for this project; he did it all by himself while I was at Delta Faucet Company a few weeks ago. Didn’t he do a nice job with the labeling of each variety (6 in all + one self-started plant that appeared in my lawn from last year’s tomato crop).
The tomatoes are accompanied by some mammoth cayenne peppers and lime basil (which was a successful self-start inside, if that helps me redeem by green thumb). I’m already enjoying watching some of the itsy-bitsy peppers take form.
I should also point out that the side of the garage is ugly. It’s getting an overhaul one of these days, and by overhaul, I mean a nice new coat of paint. I was also picking out colors that matched the siding or were complementary over the weekend. I’ve made up my mind and hope to pick up some paint tomorrow.
The roses are wonderful, of course; there are 4 different bushes on the fence and I’d tell you all about the different varieties if I was any sort of confident horticulturist, but I’m not. I can tell you that they smell good, are varied shades of pink, and lose their petals within 2 days of being cut and placed on my kitchen island. I actually received a yellow rose plant as a gift not too long ago and will put that into the garden this fall to complement the others.
The berries are off their rocker too. Wild blackberries, not traditional raspberries, the tallest of the plants stands about 8′ straight up in the air. I’m not joking and a photo I snapped doesn’t do it justice; each branch is starting to get weighed down with future-yummy berries that I like to use to make jam from.
That shelving unit is something we scored from a friend over the winter at no cost – it’s the perfect piece for this space.
The final fun of the day included his Black & Decker leaf blower, which we used to blast the dirt, leaves, and helicopters from my driveway at 240 MPH. It also loosened even more of my driveway asphalt, meaning I’m getting closer and closer to trying to find someone who will repair it for me. Oh, and sorry to the beach-going Acura owner who decided to park in front of my house; we did air-blast off your car when we were done blowing dirt all around it.