Blades and Bling - Traditional Knives and Jewelry

I'll echo what Will and Charlie said Rob, nice to see you post and "such a great knife":thumbsup:
 
No way, are you a jewelry maker?

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a few are missing but they were examples of the one ring.

everything in that box except for the skull on the bottom left is hand made by me, by either the old method as seen here https://imgur.com/a/Vhdf5 or by soldering method https://imgur.com/a/mt257 or carved in wax and casted/finished https://imgur.com/a/a74nf
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the skull on the bottom left was made by my father
 
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I got this ring in Alaska from a native craftsman in Unalakleet where we flew out of to the Andreafsky wilderness. It is Walrus Ivory and Whale Baleen. I actually asked if he could make another one with the same two dots but more feminine styling for my girlfriend, but because we got flooded out and had to floate 150+ river miles to a different town and leave from there, I never got back to Unalakleet. In an amazing twist of fate, on our last day in Anchorage we went to a store where they sold goods made in Alaska. I looked for gifts and such but as I was going to check out the owner asked if I had gotten my ring there. I said no, why? She said they had a vintage native made ring with the same two dots but in a smaller size and more feminine styled!!! I couldn't believe it. I got it so that my girlfriend and I would have the pair, and chalked it up to fate. Unfortunately I lost my ring at work a couple months ago. Hopefully it turns up when we move to a new location.

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This is my only picture showing it, but I thought I'd post it anyway. I have been dabbling in wax carving to make some silver jewelry.
 
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a few are missing but they were examples of the one ring.

everything in that box except for the skull on the bottom left is hand made by me, by either the old method as seen here https://imgur.com/a/Vhdf5 or by soldering method https://imgur.com/a/mt257 or carved in wax and casted/finished https://imgur.com/a/a74nf
the skull on the bottom left was made by my father

Yes, Jack is the MAN!!!
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All I have time to say right now is that I am impressed, and will be picking this up in our PM thread, Jack ;) I've got a naked pinkey finger that doesn't want to be naked anymore.
 
All I have time to say right now is that I am impressed, and will be picking this up in our PM thread, Jack ;) I've got a naked pinkey finger that doesn't want to be naked anymore.

its funny you say that because most of the rings in that box are pinky rings actually! :D:eek:
 
right on time, especially since i just finished another skull ring!
Since my mind is essentially mush these days and I'm not the most fashionable guy you'll ever meet, when I read Jack's post I was puzzled. :confused: Even though I don't wear much jewelry and have no body piercings, I knew an ear ring is worn through a hole pierced in an ear, a nose ring is worn through a hole pierced in a nose, a nipple ring is worn through a hole pierced in a nipple. I couldn't imagine there was a market for SKULL rings, though, or that Jack would be involved in such skull-piercing shenanigans! :eek::eek::D

Yes, Jack is the MAN!!!
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Paul's post made me see the light, and also jogged my memory, because I've actually seen posts/pics presenting Jack's fascinating process of making rings! :cool::thumbsup::thumbsup:

BTW, if we can consider watches as jewelry, here's a shot of a little old Imperial serpentine pocket knife that once belonged to my father-in-law with a pocket watch that once belonged to my father, and to his father before him, and to my grandpa's uncle before that who received it as a 25 years of service award with an Illinois railroad, I think.
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- GT
 
Since my mind is essentially mush these days and I'm not the most fashionable guy you'll ever meet, when I read Jack's post I was puzzled. :confused: Even though I don't wear much jewelry and have no body piercings, I knew an ear ring is worn through a hole pierced in an ear, a nose ring is worn through a hole pierced in a nose, a nipple ring is worn through a hole pierced in a nipple. I couldn't imagine there was a market for SKULL rings, though, or that Jack would be involved in such skull-piercing shenanigans! :eek::eek::D


Paul's post made me see the light, and also jogged my memory, because I've actually seen posts/pics presenting Jack's fascinating process of making rings! :cool::thumbsup::thumbsup:

BTW, if we can consider watches as jewelry, here's a shot of a little old Imperial serpentine pocket knife that once belonged to my father-in-law with a pocket watch that once belonged to my father, and to his father before him, and to my grandpa's uncle before that who received it as a 25 years of service award with an Illinois railroad, I think.
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- GT

:D:thumbsup: im actually a massive watch collector as well! my tastes extend from pocket to modern automatics, but recently dipped my toe in to the vintage game against! not sure if the traditional section has a watch and knife thread but shared many!
 
In October of 1977, my father turned 18 years old. Like many youths in 1977, an explosion of expression was grabbing hold. Whether it started in New York or London didn't matter; there was a new in-your-face culture taking over. My father threw on his Brooks motorcycle jacket and stopped at the nearest grocery store to buy the cheapest dog collar off the shelf. He would later add a studded leather bracelet, which I couldn't find despite flipping the house upside down. My dad and mom would ride to The Warehouse in Downtown New Orleans to see local acts like The Red Rockers, The Models, Aces 88, Mandeville Mike, and The Wayward Youth as well as seeing big time groups like The Clash. My dad even got to see The Ramones at this hole-in-the-wall place called Ole Man Rivers. I say only "my dad" because my mom got carded at the door, and well... my dad wasn't going to miss The Ramones. It didn't go over well at the time, but it later became a hilarious story to tell at gatherings. When I learned as a teenager of my parents' Punk youth, I was inspired, so to speak. I asked my dad if he still had that old dog collar, and sure enough, it was in a box on his dresser. I wore it through high school, and I actually wore it under my suit and tie at my dad's funeral. Even though he had settled down and become a respectable man as an adult, I knew he enjoyed seeing that old dog collar come out. I've got all of his old Punk albums, and I keep the Brooks jacket, dog collar, bracelet, and his 60s English Leather Ankle boots in the closet.

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Just a few things I have on me every day, except for the knife, that stays put up. My wedding ring was my great grandmothers, the ruby ring was my great uncles, the watch was a gift from the wife and the 22 magnum was my grandfathers.
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In October of 1977, my father turned 18 years old. Like many youths in 1977, an explosion of expression was grabbing hold. Whether it started in New York or London didn't matter; there was a new in-your-face culture taking over. My father threw on his Brooks motorcycle jacket and stopped at the nearest grocery store to buy the cheapest dog collar off the shelf. He would later add a studded leather bracelet, which I couldn't find despite flipping the house upside down. My dad and mom would ride to The Warehouse in Downtown New Orleans to see local acts like The Red Rockers, The Models, Aces 88, Mandeville Mike, and The Wayward Youth as well as seeing big time groups like The Clash. My dad even got to see The Ramones at this hole-in-the-wall place called Ole Man Rivers. I say only "my dad" because my mom got carded at the door, and well... my dad wasn't going to miss The Ramones. It didn't go over well at the time, but it later became a hilarious story to tell at gatherings. When I learned as a teenager of my parents' Punk youth, I was inspired, so to speak. I asked my dad if he still had that old dog collar, and sure enough, it was in a box on his dresser. I wore it through high school, and I actually wore it under my suit and tie at my dad's funeral. Even though he had settled down and become a respectable man as an adult, I knew he enjoyed seeing that old dog collar come out. I've got all of his old Punk albums, and I keep the Brooks jacket, dog collar, bracelet, and his 60s English Leather Ankle boots in the closet.

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That's great Wurrwulf. Your dad had great taste which you have obviously inherited. I was just a few years too young to embrace punk fully, something I've always regretted. Loved the music and the attitude. :mad:o_O:cool::thumbsup:
 
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