April 14, 2020
Making Makes You Happy

I have sat beside men and women in so many places - from mud huts in Kibera, the massive slum in Nairobi, to sitting under a slow fan on the floor of a blue washed room in the old city of Jaipur, the shipping container turned workshop in Kabul, a room in Mokattam village on the outskirts of Cairo with the girls of the Zabaleen surrounded by the stench of rubbish, the woven hut of the Kuna Indians on a tiny island in Panama, to sitting with a group of San Bushman under a thorny tree in the Kalahari.

I think something rather extraordinary happens when working in a group or even alone, using the eye and the mind to imagine, to visualise how something will work, how pieces will fit together, the best part of the stone to set, how the light filters through it, how the gold will wrap itself around. You need to coordinate your hands, have a vital sense of timing, and have knowledge of temperatures, the material, and the tools.

When humans create, they are happy. There is chatter and laughter, singing, and even dancing. There is a focus and concentration, a natural being in the moment. There is the gentle sound of hammering, of grinding, of filing.

A piece of jewellery has been made that will outlive the maker, and will be valued and cherished by generations to come.
