A breathless kind of awe. The feeling of nothing beneath you. You sense it before the immeasurable - or poised at the edge of a precipice. The mountain gives you this: dizzying peaks, bright and solemn summits, sharp contrasts.
But you sense it, too, in the soft, unexpected touch of a butterfly settling on your face. The vertigo of light things - a cloud that weighs nothing, a wind that becomes a gesture for a second before dissolving again.
This is Vertigo. Five pieces to hold the feeling of a single instant.
A ring that tells of the climb toward untouched places. Layered levels, like the strata of a summit revealing itself one step at a time. At the very top, two small stones catch the sun like two alpine lakes seen from above.
A small, weightless creature, alighting on the ear with quiet grace, like a dragonfly dancing in the air on a warm summer day.
A spiral of gold, paused a second before dissolving back into the sky. Natural diamonds set along the curve, like drops of light held mid-motion.
A summer cloud, still in a sky in no hurry. At its center, an opening: the exact point where the light enters.
The Nuvola ring, made smaller for the ear. The same language, at an intimate scale.
