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Looking back, it’s been seven or eight years since I first encountered enamel. Those early days were filled with trial and error—driven by curiosity, I slowly learned the ropes of this ancient art through countless experiments and failures. Now, I…
In May, the gentle fragrance of carnations drifts through the air—silent and profound, just like a mother’s love.My mother once said, “Tears always flow downward.” Only after becoming a parent can one truly understand the weight of these words.I once…
Originally planned for a March release, the Still Waters Run Deep enamel earrings have finally surfaced. In truth, the initial design was completed as early as spring 2023. Yet, the unpredictable nature of enamel art has proven to be a…
During my morning workout, I was listening to a podcast when I learned that today is the International Day of Happiness! To celebrate this special occasion, I’d love to share two early creations from JR-workshop—Lily of the Valley and Graceful…
Standing by the window, gazing at the lush greenery unfolding in the garden, I find myself unexpectedly delighted by the sight of the budding new leaves; the air, warm and gentle, carries a faint fragrance, and a soft breeze brushes…
Lantern Festival, since ancient times, has been a time for family reunions and prayers for good fortune. The exquisite lanterns, glowing brightly, reflect the traces of history… “Amidst the crowd, I searched for him a thousand times, but suddenly turned…
When I was a child, every time Chinese New Year approached, I would often hear my grandmother say, “Once the Laba Festival is over, it’s New Year.” I had no idea what that meant back then… but I clearly remember…
On this Christmas Eve, the winter chill is warmed by the glowing lights and heartfelt blessings, and our hearts are filled with gratitude and anticipation. For JR-workshop, Christmas is not just a traditional holiday; it is a celebration of the…
For some reason, every year when the year draws to a close, a certain indescribable emotion wells up in my heart, quietly rising in the mild chill of the southern winter… I imagine the winter wind gently brushing over the…
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.” This line always resonates deeply, like the first light before dawn, stirring a hidden yet resilient force within. Emily Dickinson, the legendary recluse poet in American literary history, spent…
