When I was a kid, I used to sneak into my parents' bedroom and open my mother's jewelry box. I'd pick up each brooch or earring and study it in detail. (I don't think I ever tried them on.) After Mom died, I inherited all her costume jewelry -- brooches, clip-on earrings, and rings. I don't wear them...but by drawing them, I can keep my memories fresh.
This brooch and earring are part of a set. I remember Mom wearing them for the (rare) cocktail parties she and my Dad hosted.
A metal brooch with lilies...
This brooch has tiny pearls.
During the Vietnam War, my mom wore a copper bracelet for a P.O.W. solider she never knew.
There are a few more pieces, but my colored pencil skills aren't quite up to depicting them yet (lots of faceted glass).
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