It started during a time when everything in my life felt unbearably heavy. Sleeping at hospitals, bad news after bad news I'll spare you the details but the bottom line is,
I was far from okay.
At the end of whatever day it was (I didn't care) I would find myself alone in my car. The moment that door closed behind me, the tears I had been holding back, It was like a dam bursting, a rush of feelings I couldn't contain.
It was in those moments, sitting alone in my trustee jeep cherokee with my head in my hands, tears running down my face, that I realized something—this release, this flood of emotion I had been trying so hard to keep in check, was exactly what I needed.
Tears weren’t a sign of weakness. They were a release. A sign of strength, even.
They connected me to something deeper, something real. There was beauty in those tears, in the way they brought me closer to my own feelings, in the way they brought people closer to each other.
The moments where you feel life the most and the ones where you're crying cause you're so happy or so sad, are the same moments.
The Crying Ring wasn’t just a piece of jewelry. It was a feeling, a process, a journey. Creating it was messy—late nights, dead ends, moments where I wondered if it would ever come to life. But like a songwriter would pouring their heart into a melody, I needed to express this experience through my art. My art = My rings.
This wasn’t just about making the hardest ring anyones ever seen (did that too tho), it was about making something that meant something.
From the first sketch to the final piece, every detail of the Crying Ring was a reflection of personal thoughts and feelings.
It was all so intentional, meant to evoke that sense of release, that letting go. If just one person wore this ring and looked down and felt that their emotions are valid, that their tears are a testament to their strength, that would be a win.
I wanted anyone who put it on to feel seen, to feel like it was okay to cry, to know that they weren’t alone in their desire to feel something real. to feel alive.
Bringing the Crying Ring to life was more than just a creative process—it was transformative. It connected me to my own emotions in a way I hadn’t expected, and it’s my hope that it does the same for those who wear it.
