Showing posts with label Sunflowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sunflowers. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2012

Who Am I?

While it would be so easy to go off into philosophy and theology about who I am, I'll think I'll just stick to the point: I'm Mead.

I began making chain-mail back in 1987, when it seemed to me that it was a dying art. There were pretty much only 7 weaves that were being used, with dozens of names for them. To most jewelers and artists, chain-mail seemed like a silly anachronistic form with little use, aside from designers like Paco Rabanne.

I first learned the basic weaves under Connie Gilbert, and then joined her and Cindy Simms at Chained Lynx. We opened a store in Evanston, IL sometime around 1990, and both went on to bigger and better things since then. When I moved to Canada a few years later, I started Northern Lynx. When it became obvious that I would need a corporation for the Mobius Ball patent (yes, I'm the one who created, named and patented it), I began Radical Lynx, at which point I discovered, to my shame, my lack of head for business.

One day, shortly after I began to make chain, Connie gave me a gift of chain-mail juggling cubes. They were a standard Oriental 4:1, in a 4x4x4 grid. I just loved them, but asked if she could make juggling balls. She said that it wasn't possible, aside from covering a ball in chain-mail. It was, she said, a puzzle for chain-mailers for a very long time.  A couple of minutes later, I suggested a pattern, but she said it wouldn't work. A few minutes after that, she walked out of the room and went into the studio. And a few minutes after that, there was a scream. My suggestion had worked.

And that, dear Reader, was the beginning of my career in chain-mail.

It was at that point that Connie recognized that I had some skill in developing new weaves, and she encouraged me in that over the next few years. (More on those "new" weaves later.)

Since that time, while I still do fashion designs and jewelry, my main focus has been on art pieces, including a copy of Van Gogh's Sunflowers in chain-mail. (The full story on that later, too.)