11/08/2026
A little reminder of why I make.
This past week has been a bit of a nightmare. My personal Facebook account was hacked and despite hours (and I really do mean hours!) of passwords, security checks, emails and trying to work out what on earth was going on, I have lost access to it.
Thankfully The Zuri Collection is still here, I still have access to our pages and everything is carrying on as normal, although for the moment if you need us please WhatsApp rather than messaging us on Facebook.
But somewhere in the middle of all of this I realised how incredibly grateful I am that part of my life exists completely outside of that world.
I can go to my bench, pick up a piece of silver and make something.
There is something almost magical to me about that. Silversmithing is an ancient skill, people have been sitting at benches shaping metal with fire, hammers and their hands for thousands of years, long before passwords and algorithms and social media accounts existed, and I love that I get to be a tiny part of that very long story.
When I am making, I stop thinking about passwords and hackers and everything else going on in my head. I have to concentrate on the piece of silver in front of me, on the heat of the flame, on what my hands are doing and what I am trying to create.
It gets me out of my head and back into my hands, back into something tangible and real.
And this week, perhaps more than most, I remembered just how much I love that.
With love,
Anne
