Today, near the end of the day I had a couple come into my shop.
They began talking to me about a year ago. They were referred to me
by a former employee. They came in asking for a square emerald cut
diamond (some of you may call this an Ascher cut, but unless it’s
actually cut by the Ascher Company, you can’t really call it an
Ascher cut) for an engagement ring, which I made up for them. She is
a Native American. At the same time as they ordered the engagement
ring they asked me to custom make them wedding bands using a symbol
from her clan that they had asked the elders in her clan permission
to use on a band. They needed to know that the design wouldn’t be
copied and that all pictures of the design were returned so that the
design couldn’t be copied in the future. It took me quite some time
to get two bands made up that were satisfactory to me (it involved
some rather detailed piercing and I was making them in 950 palladium
which is a little more tricky than most metals) and that I could
give them as a final product. I took significantly longer than usual
on producing these bands as I had to make a number of models up to
get something I was happy with. It was a tedious, time consuming
and, except for the engagement ring, a marginally profitable job.
They came in today to get the bands cleaned and they brought in
their wedding album to share with me. The design I had used on their
band they had also put onto their wedding outfits (all of which they
hand made themselves) and their invitations. Together we looked
through their entire album, showing the building of their teepee
(that they spent their wedding night in), the preparation of her
wedding gown, all of their friends who had participated (including
the minister who’s wife the woman had known since she was a child,
and the woman who had introduced them), the ceremony itself, the
party and of course a picture of the rings on their hands. And to
think that I was a part of that moment in their lives, and that I
will always be a part of that moment in their lives. Every time they
look at those rings on their hands, remember that wedding ceremony,
remember their commitment to each other, they will also remember ME,
whether I’m dead or alive. Now THAT’S why I make jewelry.
Daniel R. Spirer, G.G.
Daniel R. Spirer Jewelers, LLC
1780 Massachusetts Ave.
Cambridge, MA 02140