elemental magician.
alchemical artist.
ethereal creator.
Interested in something custom?
You’re not the only one. it’s my most frequently asked question and request. Many people who collect stones commonly don’t know what to do with them, but would like to adorn them. Send me a message with your vision and allow me to bring it to life!
About the artist—
Greetings wild human! I’m Stephanie. Some call me Anahata (Ana) and two special growing boys call me Mom.
I’m a convicted he[art]ist and a wearer of many hats, but as I get older, wiser, and braver, do I find myself lessening the load and mastering the things that truly light me up.
What began as a passion project amidst the most transformational decade [30’s] of my life, and the decade I assumed would be full of contentment and settling, has evolved into something so much more.
What sets my artistry apart isn’t just my process—it’s the intention behind it.
5 years ago, I was in between lives, surviving and living in my car straddling the threshold of poverty. And amidst the tragedy that became my life, I made a choice to regenerate a version of myself I had yet to embrace and fully embody. I could either seep into the crevices of my shadows and hide away or I could use this as an opportunity to travel where the weather would permit (post giving up a dream of living a “bus life” as my bus caught fire—literally) and make something beautiful from the roots up.
I found purpose in the destruction and alchemized every mental affliction, grievance and emotional drain into weaving a new way—quite literally.
Driven by Purpose
I’ve never really been one to settle into a trend but rather ensure I fall in love with it and then refine it by fire—to perfect it, if you will.
Creating jewelry isn’t easy, and while it’s easy to make a run to Michael’s Craft Store and get some no-so-genuine stones and some overpriced wire that, too, isn’t so genuine, I’ve made it my routine to perfect and clean up the creation process while simultaneously attempted to rebuild my life again and not repeat old life cycles of self-destruction.
Firstly, I’m committed to supporting the right businesses: small, preferably woman or BIPOC owned and second, I need to know where the material is from and to guarantee its quality and endurance.
I didn’t start off with that kind of devotion as the first handful of pieces I created were from the dollars I had remaining after ensuring I had gas in my tank and food in my cooler. I’d start off by purchasing a few tubes of seed beads, some nylon thread, a 15-yard spool of 18-gauge wire, and a few stones with man-made edges that could “easily” be wrapped.
I didn’t know much then, but as my practice of wrapping and weaving became more of a mindfulness practice, I quickly would learn that I needed more… to learn more, to invest more [in proper tools, materials, and stones] and obviously, to create so much more.