Ace Ring Pride!

This photo might not seem like much but there is a lot here.

Let’s start with, I’m a jeweler. I got my start with metalsmithing almost 20 years ago. It’s my passion. My partner doesn’t have this background.

We’ve been married for almost 11 years and together for 15. We’ve been through a lot of stuff together.

One of those things is me coming to terms with my sexuality. Some days I think I’m squarely demisexual, some days it is much more solidly ace. I’m still not entirely sure. But I’m somewhere on that spectrum. This is not a thing that was known before we got married. But we’re still here, still together.

A few weeks back my partner started asking questions about how to forge a ring. I taught them how to hammer and anneal copper. How to shape it without stretching it too much. How to polish and clean everything up.

During this they got the size for my middle finger. I figured ok, if you’re going to make a first ring you need to have a target. That’s a normal thing, I didn’t particularly think on the significance.

Yesterday they had me help them through our nano-ceramic plating process as they took the copper ring they had made to fit my middle finger and plated it with black ceramic.

I spent the last couple weeks teaching my sweetie the basics of jewelry making so that last night they could gift me with an ace ring that they made me with thier own two hands.

So yeah, that photo doesn’t look like much but it means everything.