Passing the doors of the Workshop immerses us in a very special atmosphere, a lyrical bric-a-brac where poetry and improbable , bazaar and serenity, calm and storm are balanced.
The air is filled with the heady scent of lavender's bunches, freshly carved olive wood, and flowers picked up in the morning.
The eyes are constantly straying on the wonders all around. The stones reveal their sparkles, the illustrations tell their stories, the mobiles play with rays of light and the jewels bloom on their wooden racks.
The hand always finds a wrench, a stone, a book. It plays with metal and is passionate about creating, scribbling an idea or sketch, or warming up around a cup of tea.
From there, you can hear the laughters of my son, the creaking of my old house, the soft whispering of the wind against my window and the magical tinkling of the suspended chimes.
The music always resonates here and embodies the soul of the Workshop, while the rythmic pounding of the metal gives it's tempo to the beats of his heart.
Welcome to the den of Martel & Enclume.
The different places of the Workshop
In the heart of nature ... up to the Workshop!
Because it's an integral part of the work of Martel & Enclume, it was obvious that Nature would invite itself to the very heart of the Workshop.
Bunches of flowers scattered all around the room, branches picked up during forest walks and used as stands for jewelry, plants & flowers hanging on the wall drying ..
These little pieces of Nature are used both as decoration for the Workshop as well as raw materials for the creations of Martel & Enclume.
I harvest carefully - and always in the respect of Moher Nature - these treasures and preserve them to use them either in the jewels of the Collection ~ The Gardens of Demeter ~ (creations casted in resin with beautiful vegetable inclusions) or to make your packages , create mobiles and suspensions, or garnish my little studio photos.
When they are picked, these plants are always harvested with care, in different places and in small quantities, and I even grow some of it myself in my garden (or "by proxy" in the southern gardens of my mom! ) to disturb as little as possible the natural cycle of my environment. The wood and fruits of the trees are picked up and never torn off, and I collect many items from my relatives, or by bargain hunt.
I check that my print is as sweet and light as possible and I adapt my crops and my creations over the seasons to celebrate Nature and live at Its pace.