Stop
Merchant long enough to engage her, and the raconteur springs
forth. The smallest things in her world deserve attention and
have a story — an old wooden bowl, a brass bell, an appliance
that works well. It is a skill she has cultivated through the
years, working the flea markets of the world, hawking her early
jewelry under brightly painted Bali umbrellas, living up to her
last name.
Today,
on the brink of 50 and settled in the idyllic hamlet of Leucadia,
California, she speaks of her creations as a continually evolving
process. Like herself, they are the product of authentic thinking
and ceaseless motion. From the beginning, Merchant embraced the
artistic streak that ran through her family. Growing up in Pittsburgh,
Pennsylvania, she scraped tar off the street, rolled it into little
balls, and stuck rocks into it to make patterns. After her family
moved to La Jolla, California, she began whipping up original
clothes from anything interesting she could get her hands on.
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Wrapped
wire creates a basket effect
around this cornelian.
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"My
grandfather was a violin maker," she explains. "He taught
me that my first tool was my hands. He told me they were precious
and to take good care of them."
After high school, Merchant enrolled at the California College
of Arts and Crafts in Oakland. It was the '60s, an exciting time
for the school, which emphasized pure form and natural materials
in addition to its formal art education.
"It was all about skilled craftsmanship and an honest use
of materials," Merchant recalls. "It was there that
I learned that when you mass produce something, it is dehumanized.
"I began to learn how to restore the dignity of something
— a lost object found or something broken," she continues.
"One of my favorite quotes, one that I use now in my classes,
makes this point: 'In elder days of art,/ Builders wrought with
care/ Each minute and unseen part,/ For the gods see everywhere/"
In her senior year, swept up by a man and the turbulent times,
she left school. The Vietnam War and the draft led her to Canada.
After several years of work as a children's art teacher, she met
another man, a surfer with an entrepreneurial spirit, who led
her on a decade of travel around the world.
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A selection of Merchant's hat pins, which she labels "doodles
in space."
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GYPSY
FOOT. "We went straight to Africa," Merchant
recalls. "I wanted to deal with my own guidelines, not someone
else's. We left the controlling world behind."
Three months into the trip, the American bohemians ran out of
money. They were living out of rondavels (native huts) and traveling
in an old VW van. Money, or the lack thereof, convinced them to
befriend an Australian sandal maker in the hope of learning his
trade.
"We first asked him to teach us," says Merchant. "But
he shook his head. 'No, but you can watch me while I work.' That
made a big impression on me. A big impression. To observe a real
craftsman as he created."
Every morning they rose early, sat down, and watched. Once satisfied
that they understood the basics of the craft, they spent their
last $100 on a leather hide and began to cut and sew. Six months
and dozens of hides later, they had grossed $3,000.
And so Merchant discovered what she calls her "gypsy foot."
She and her friend peddled their way to France where they lived
out of a Citroen school bus, which doubled as their workshop in
the summer months. In the winters, they lived in chalets and skied
the French Alps, tinkering away the hours on their sandals. "We
were very earnest in our commitment to our work," Merchant
recalls.
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Junk
boxes in marketplaces around the world yielded such neglected
treasures as the coins that Merchant used for this belt/necklace.
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Each
spring, the two set off to sell their wares at flea markets and
festivals around France, always beginning at the Paris flea market.
From there they moved on to the festival of Avignon and then traveled
overland to places like Greece, Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan, India,
Nepal, Morocco, and Yemen.
It was during their first winter in France that Merchant began
experimenting with leather jewelry. From the leftover strips,
she fashioned bracelets and buttons, adorning them with silver
and copper wire as she had seen done in Africa. But it was only
later, after a trip to Afghanistan and India, that she began creating
her own wire jewelry.
"I would comb the marketplaces and bazaars hunting and gathering
up old jewelry," Merchant recalls. "I knew that almost
every single shop had a box with broken pieces. I would say to
the owner, "Show me your box with the broken pieces.' My
challenge was to look through them and decide if I wanted a few
pieces or if I wanted the whole box."
From these junk drawers rose a treasured collection of antique
necklaces, loose beads, buckles, chatelaines, pins, and old coins
that was to inspire her future creations.
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Merchant
created this pendant by marrying rocks from Oak Creek Canyon
Arizona, with silver wire.
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"In
Afghanistan, I would sit knee to knee with some of the old babas
and learn how to put these things back together again the way
they originally were," Merchant says. "They were very
kind to me, the old men. They would call me over to "Sit!
Drink chai (tea).'"
Merchant kept a journal of her experiences, a sketchbook where
she recorded all her impressions of what she saw at the time.
"What I ended up with (many years later) was better than
a picture because I put something of myself into every drawing.
It captured my own impression of what I saw at the time. I was
always interested in stretching my authenticness."
She also sketched the tools she saw. The Afghans made almost everything
with two tools, a cutter and a long-nosed plier. They also used
their feet and teeth when they worked. Although Merchant doesn't
go that far, she adopted many of their simple techniques. To this
day she insists on "working only with manual tools."
Merchant traveled for eight years, selling her necklaces, earrings,
bracelets, anklets, key chains, and pins from stalls at flea markets
around the world. She made her living solely from her art.
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Lynne
Merchant with her Fez.
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ROAD HOME. At the age of 32, she was drawn back to her
home state of California. Lured by the prospect of a successful
flea market in the area, she bought a Mexican-style beach bungalow
in North County San Diego. There she has remained, surrounded
by worldly relics collected on her travels: silver hand-beaded
purses, carpets from Afghanistan, Russian scarves, Oriental fans,
and a tortoise-shell cat named Paz.
Merchant became a regular at the flea market along Coast Highway
101 in Leucadia. Her dangly, Calder-inspired earrings and clunky
key chains were a favorite among the locals who visited her stand
regularly, as much to listen to her stories as to buy her work.
She began making her own beads and working on more ornate, complex
pieces. One piece that brought her particular pleasure was a series
of necklaces fashioned from old dog licenses she had collected.
Part of the design's appeal was its resonance of an old mongrel
scratching himself, Lynn laughs. Another idea was gleaned from
her sketchbook: wispy ticklebrushes she saw in India inspired
her to use the whiskers her cat left behind.
Between trips to France and Bali, Merchant moved her jewelry cases
to the parking lot of Stilettos Vintage Clothing and later to
the Seaside Bazaar in Encinitas. Umbrellas above her, a thermos
of rich, European-style coffee at her side, she sold from the
site every weekend for seven years until word of her work spread
and the tide turned.
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The
cat whiskers in these brushes, Merchant assures us,are always
found, never plucked.
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"All
of a sudden I started getting good at what I was doing,"
Merchant says. "People began coming and demanding my work
in particular, not just the things I had pieced together."
In 1989, the Shepherdess in San Diego offered her a place to teach
her wire-bending technique. It marked what Merchant considers
to be the second half of her life experience.
"The first part of my life I was busy gathering things up,"
she says. "I think that I began expanding artistically when
I started teaching. It forced me to intellectualize what I did,
so in a way I had to learn everything I knew again.
"I express my experiences of the movement of life through
the movement of the jewelry I create. I love that movement, just
as I love traveling." Merchant's pieces are designed to spring
or swing as they are worn. As many friends and devotees of her
creations attest, she makes her clients try the pieces on. After
studying it, she then taps it to make sure it has proper sway.
"Most sterling silver wire is dead soft," she explains.
"I create the tension in the wire by hammering it on my anvil
or pulling it through a draw plate. The tension is created with
intention. If a piece is too rigid, it will break. I want it to
move."
It is a point of pride that Merchant has remained loyal to the
tradition of ethnic wire bending. Everything is created with one
of 10 simple tools, implements that fit neatly into her small,
traveling tool pouch. Her one luxury is a custom-made hammer she
designed with the help of a machinist and a woodworker.
"I think we all came into this world with a bag of tools,"
Merchant says. "Some want to open it up and see what's inside.
Others never want to know. I challenge my students to be brave,
fresh, bold. I tell them: unedit your thinking. Let yourself have
an authentic experience."
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Methods, Modern Jewelry |
Lynne Merchant embraces ancient methods of any kind, especially
those that transcend the effort of a modern device. She
learned her technique at the knee of master wire benders.
She was inspired by the Kuchi coil, a technique she now
considers part of her personal trademark.
The Kuchi bead is fashioned by tight coiling developed by
the Kuchi tribe of Afghanistan. The wire is first pulled
through a draw plate, then wrapped. The coil is created
by weaving two pieces of sterling silver wire tightly together
— a long piece of 20-gauge is wrapped snugly around
a shorter piece of 18-gauge, 6-inch wire. After the first
coil is complete, it is coiled again and again around a
long-nose plier. This gives it the effect of layers of coils.
Merchant often embellishes the bead with copper.
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In her work. Merchant uses simple tools, remaining
loyal to the tradition of ethnic wire bending.
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Some of Merchant's most exquisite necklaces are linkages
of her hand-turned beads, no two beads or links the same.
She calls this model her "Chain of Events." Each
signature bead is baptized by name — there is the
Calder Coil created from a "running line" of wire,
and the Blue Moon bead, which takes so long to complete
that she only makes it once in a blue moon.
A peek into her traveling pouch reveals the tools of her
trade: long-nose pliers, a series of Swedish-made Lindstrom
tools — round-nose pliers, flat-nose pliers, chain-nose
pliers, and "bambutchas," or cutters — several
rulers, a polishing cloth, a manual hole punch for coins,
a file, a mandrel, a draw plate, a chasing hammer, and an
anvil. Merchant likes to work on a piece of black split
leather at her dining room table under the watchful eye
of her cat.
Acquiring a command of the tools is the key. In her classes,
she teaches many dexterity techniques, such as the "organ
grinder," the "motorcycle mama," the "ouch
whoa," and "a sock on the jaw." All focus
on developing a range of motion in the hands and the position
of the pliers. She uses her hands, her tools, her whole
body as leverage.
"Wire has different personalities," Merchant explains.
"Gold is king, silver is queen, copper is the crying
metal — bend it too far and it will break. Brass is
very brazen, it will go one of two ways. Silver is very
reasonable and kind. It is very playful, that is until you
hammer it. It allows you to go back and straighten it if
you have a change of mind."
For more information on Lynne Merchant's work or her classes,
write to her at P.O. Box 594 Encinitas, California, 92024,
or call the Shepardess at 619-297-4110.
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