I have a strong inclination toward jewelry that is pregnant with austerity. There is something to be said for a statement piece that is immediately more commanding than the sum of its surrounding outfit, and the concrete jewelry cast by Bergner Schmidt undeniably fills this role.
These pieces exude a presence that is on par with the great minimalist works of Robert Morris or the tilted arcs of Richard Serra. The bodies wearing these pieces seem to be practically molded to the concrete, controlled by the pithy secrets whispered by their anatomy. It’s clear these are pieces that turn cogs one rarely exercises in the realm of fashion. The question then arises: is the jewelry or the human form the true sculpture to be appreciated?
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