Handcrafted jewelry with an organic soul
I make jewelry from freshwater pearls, hand-cut gemstones and sterling silver, in a studio in Copenhagen. Everything is made by me, from the first sketch to the final polish.
I work mostly with baroque pearls: the irregular ones. Their shapes are all different, so I let them decide. I never force a shape; I let the pearl or the stone lead the way.
Nothing is made in quantity. There are usually one or two of each.
The knot
For years I strung my pearls on wire. In April I started knotting them instead — a knot of silk between every pearl, tied by hand, so that each pearl sits on its own.
A necklace takes an hour or two, and around fifty knots. It's slower, and I'm not going back.
The clasps
I make every clasp by hand. I started doing it because I wanted a signature — something in each piece that could only have come from here.
I work with organic materials, and silver is one of them. It has a nature of its own: worked by hand, it finds shapes I didn't plan, and I let it. That's why no two clasps are alike. Each one comes from my hands and from whatever the silver did.
A batch takes days, and far longer than ordering them would. I spend that time gladly — it's my favorite part of the work.
The name
This shop was called Oyster Bay until this summer.
In Bali I had a lontar reading — a reading from palm-leaf manuscripts, a practice much older than me and not mine — and was given the name Sakri. It comes from a Sanskrit root meaning to be able, and it's tied to Indra, who in one telling has a net stretching out forever with a jewel at every knot.
I'd started tying the knots before anyone said that word to me. That was enough for me.
Same hands, same table. Only the name is different.
Victoria
I'm the one at the table. I trained as a clothing designer and made jewelry the whole way through. What I took from it was how to develop an idea, that transfers to anything.
I've always made pearl jewelry. I still think it's the finest way to get color and texture into a day, and some personality with it.
No two days look the same here. Some are a long run of clasps. Some are a photoshoot. Some are entirely administrative. Everything passes through my hands one way or another, with help from a few good people to think out loud with.