While making this pendant necklace which depicts the Chartes Cathedral labyrinth, I was thinking about the maze as an ancient metaphor and archetype of Wyrd or the mystery of destiny. Living in the UK, I find myself in all kinds of mazes– some quite literal, like the hedge maze in Hanwell, or the turf maze of Rievaulx abbey. But often the very density of places in England can feel like labyrinths– from the tiny city of York with its snaking walls, the subway tunnels of London or the shadowed neon-lit corners of Soho. I didn’t really understand the resonance of the labyrinth until moving here. Indeed, there are no false turns in life!
