Twisted bracelet of blackened silver, shaped to the path the earth takes around our sun, with one polished edge.  

Draped entirely on the wrist of a man named Sruli in Reykjavík.

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Hands, square crank, files, pliers.

Our silver [Ag] is mined from the Earth on which we stand, and after manipulation, it is oxidised black.  Over time the black oxidation will wear away, presenting a new patina based on the usage and individuals skin pH.