Someone, somewhere is wearing my 150 gram sterling silver, Maguey bracelet with the Spratling hallmark, a piece of art if ever there was one. That someone isn't me. It's only jewelry, but I cherished it.
I lost a Spratling bracelet some years ago and I hope that whoever found it loves it as I did. It fell off my wrist and I imagine someone, joyful and appreciative picking it up from the restaurant floor, slipping it on her own wrist and knowing pure pleasure.
I bought that chunky, but oh so sweet masterpiece at the old Spratling ranch, a short drive out of Taxco de Alarcon. It was a perfectly executed piece of jewelry. Perfectly. It was made by Don Thomas, brilliant old Maestro with trembling hands. I loved it for years. And it's gone.
Over at www.stolenswissdiamond.com I may get some sympathy. They are offering a $1,000,000 reward for a flawless heart shaped 17.48 carat diamond. You don't leave a piece like that on the sink of a public restroom so I assume there was a cat burglar and a cracked safe somewhere in the mix. Major heist.
But it's only jewelry.
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