You never know what a day will bring. One day while window shopping, on Main Street in Santa Monica, I came across a shop that I immediately fell in love with. The walls were covered beautiful strands of beads and the shelves stocked with wooden bowls and long bins of the same precious and semi precious gemstones. I was hooked. I could have stayed there all day; all week. I watched women making jewelry for many of the customers and decided I wanted a pair of earrings, So, I picked up a tray and began to search through loads of bins with a seemingly infinite array of beads to choose from. I marveled as I watched the process and realized I could do the same thing with a pair of my tweezers at home. So I paid the shop for my first pair of custom made earrings and the inadvertent wire wrapping lesson. From that moment on I started making my own earrings. The comments where all the same, I love your earrings. What they spoke of most was the attention to detail. This was something I had not given any thought to it just came naturally. I am J. ANNA and this is how this part of my story began.
So here I am, J. ANNA HUBBARD, but now with more than a pair of tweezers this time. Whenever a piece is finished I know it belongs to someone somewhere in the world so I do not name my collection pieces until their owner comes along. Then each piece is named for the person it belongs to; This last detail making the ultimate difference.
In memory of my mother.
J. ANNA HUBBARD, Artisan, Custom Jewelry Design
Fast forward, in 2008 my mom was diagnosed with dementia, By 2010 in the throws of caring for her along side my family members, I was laid off of my job as an administrative assistant. Thinking about my future I new I could not go back into an office setting and talking it over with my brother Leonard, who had bigger dreams for me than I had for myself, he thought I should start making and selling my own jewelry designs. So praying and thinking about my moms unfulfilled dreams, circumstances, desires, all these things seem to point me in that direction. So I started hand crafting one of a kind pieces but this time with the understanding that my God given skill of attention to detail was one of my biggest assets. The second, as an artist, was understanding that my best work comes as a result of letting each piece tell me what it wants to be; never forcing a direction, but always with the natural undercurrent that the details matter.