The look and feel of sea glass has always appealed to me. Its soft worn edges and muted, matte colors the result of long-term abrasion by sand and water. Sea glass feels so wonderful in your hands: cool and substantial, yet aged and rugged, like it has a story to tell of its adventures.
While out gathering sea glass for my small collection, I stumbled upon the extraordinary: Sea Tile. Yes, little broken shards of tumbled, worn tile that had been long ago discarded and washed up to shore. Where it is from and how it ended up in the ocean, I will not speculate, but the result is extraordinary. It’s like typical mosaic pieces but after being thrown into a tumbler. Sea tile has all the luscious, sensual appeal of sea glass, with the added benefit of being a medium that I work with every day.
For now, my sea tile shards reside in a little glass jar next to my larger jar of sea glass. My favorite piece will someday have a new life as a pendant in a dramatic necklace and maybe the others will become adornments on a framed photo or a child’s art project. Who knows.
While my sea tile is not really vibrant or plentiful, if you need some additional eye candy, see the South of Rome blog for some spectacular sea tile from the Amalfi coast. Someday…