For three fearsome guards have been set. One raises the waves, the second winds the wind, and the third crosses the lightning.” – Ivana Brlić Mažuranić.
At the end of a narrow road, high up on the hill above vineyards and the bluest sea that surrounds the island, lies the village of St. Nedjelja. This place has always reminded me of one of my favorite childhood stories; Fisherman Palunko and His Wife. That’s how I imagined their house, the fierce sea raging against the windows in winter, and gently shining under the sunset in summer. My imagined girl, Zora, is also here, in her small workshop where the most unique pieces of jewelry you’ll ever imagine come to life.