
See also the Sapphire Buying Guide below.
My love, she comes in colors.
Arthur Lee, Love
The business
of judging precious stones is an eclectic one, not for the timid
or shameless. The appraisal of precious stones involves decisions
both conscious and unconscious. Try as we may to slice, dice and
pigeon-hole the elements of quality, in the end an analysis of
their features requires more than just a formula, just as fine
cooking involves not simply ingredients and a recipe. It is about
reaching for factors beyond the immediate senses, and in that respect
is quite like enjoyment of fine art, food and music.
While
one mans Miles Davis might be anothers Kenny G, there are
certain things that the discerning among us look for. Thus, what I
will try to convey to you in the following passages is educated emotion,
something to help separate the long, languid lines of artistic truth
from aimless noodling. Here you will find the ingredients, the recipe,
the score. But without the passion that only the viewer himself can
bring, both these gems and our time on this precious planet are a waste.
With
that introduction, let us now examine blue sapphires. Here I have a
confession to make. Blue is my favorite color. I love blue. Thus the
following essay is one of love.
Kashmir – Blue
Velvet
This fair dame is placed upon
a higher pedestal than all others, only to have it ripped out by every
Tom,
Dick and Malagasy. First, let me let you in on a base little secret.
The Kashmir mine has produced jack-doodle since the 1930s. And
the lions share of production came out during a half-breath period
of just seven short years – from 1881–1887.
But
these were the halcyon days! If one factors in the brief three-month
summer mining periods, within less than thirty months, this tiny
land slip high in the Indian Himalaya attained a reputation that
has left the world mumbling ever since about having seen the light.
What
is it about the Kashmir stone that I find most attractive? I suppose
it is staying power. Plenty of sapphires look magnificent under one
light, but when brought into another, shed their beauty faster than
a K-Mart daisy. Not so for these gems from the mighty Himalaya. The
finest Kashmir stones shine the blue fantastic in all lights, be
it candles in that romantic little downtown French bistro, or beneath
the garish fluorescents in a suburban supermarkets meat department.
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This 4-ct.-plus Kashmir sapphire sold by Pala International exhibits the velvety blue color that has made stones from this source without peer in the world. (Photo: John McLean; Gem: Pala International) |
What
else do I like? I like their texture, that softness that envelopes
all like a sticky blue blanket, banishing darkness with that bluest
of blues. To get hypertechnical, we can call it a removal of extinction,
a scattering of light off the extremely fine silk, which is just
enough to exile the night, but not enough to materially affect transparency.
Note that here we have a direct contradiction of the laws of diamond
grading – here we have inclusions contributing in a major way
to the beauty of a gem.
And what dont I like? Do you take me for a fool?
A good lover accepts the defects as the price of admission. They are nothing
but the flaws in a fine leather, a blown note betwixt the sweet sheets of a Coltrane
sonic masterpiece.
Mogok – Round about midnight
Blue midnight. The blue
of the finest Mogok stone is something beyond vivid, beyond
intense, into a realm where blue, black and lust intermingle.
But black is perhaps too strong a word, for there is nothing
black about a Mogok blue. To visualize this, think of the color
of a desert sky about 15 minutes after the sun has set, with
stars rising in the distance. This is the color – an intense
azure hue matched in the world of gems only by the finest tanzanites
(ten carats plus here).
Does
all of the Mogok stone display this color? Of course not. There
are Mogok blues that entirely resemble the lightest of Ceylon
sapphires. So understand that we are talking about ideals here.
What dont I like? Cracks, fractures, fissures,
faults, label them as you may, Many Mogok stones are cursed by these destabilizing
distractions. Pox on cracks, and the horse they rode in on.
What else? Some Mogok blues are so very intense that
they suffocate. But even these are still interesting in the proper light. Oh,
Mogok, how I love you
let me count the ways
sorry, I cant, there
are just too many.
| 21.09 carats of Burmese midnight-blue
mystery. This stone, an example of Mogoks finest
product, was offered in the late 1980s in Bangkok for $10,000/ct.
wholesale. (Photo: Adisorn Studio, Bangkok) |
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Ceylon – Snap to it
Dame Ceylon, what you
have been through, how your fair name has been besmirched. So many look
down upon you. But fear not. The nay-sayers are nothing but novices,
those still waiting to have their minds blown by your unique take on
the blues. For when you are in your prime, you are the equal of any.
Let me say it again – the finest stones from Serendib can blow with
any blues on the bandstand.
Top-shelf Ceylon (today, Sri Lanka) sapphires have something
I will hereafter refer to as snap. Like the pointed slap of a stick
against a taut snares skin, the color of certain Ceylon blues has an ocular
attack unlike any other in the sapphire world. It slashes the eye like a razor,
similar to a cobaltian blue of the finest Lanka spinels. Such stones have that
which makes electric blue electric, and in the Island of Gems are
often compared to the blue portion of a peacocks feather. Incidentally,
this is also true for gems from Kashmir, which bear a far greater resemblance
to those from Ceylon than to Mogok blues.
Both Sri Lankan and Kashmir stones suffer from a tendency
towards depth down below. Due to the shape of the rough, fashioning the biggest
stones is often an exercise in butt padding. Zoning is also a problem. When you
are examining these gems, dont forget to rotate them through a full 360
degrees. This is, of course, apropos in the evaluation of any gem, but of utmost
importance where zoning is a problem. Pay particular attention to areas where
the color might wash out.
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This 7-ct.-plus untreated Ceylon sapphire sold by Pala International is a perfect example of why origin should be a non-issue with fine gems. (Photo: John McLean; Gem: Pala International) |
The perfect sapphire
A fine gem has an unmistakable
sexual quality to it. This should come as no surprise. Both subjects
involve a good measure of passion. But the finest gems are like
the finest people. Their beauty grows with time.
Some sapphires drive you crazy the moment their azure
legs slither from a stone paper, leaping onto the cocktail table and saying: Baby,
let me walk on your back with my high-healed pumps! These have a fast rise
time. But there is a difference between love and lust, the subtle versus animal
desire. Each has its moments. But in lovers, as with gems, I look for staying
power, those which combine the cerebral with the physical. For the physical alone
is not enough.
The beauty of love is its sublime, understated nature.
It offers you a glass of wine and conversation, before suggesting at the end
of the evening that the two of you retire to the boudoir (just for friendship,
of course). In my experience, such attraction is an emotion that develops with
time. Exceptional gems grow on you. They are experts at hiding, more interesting
with every listen, more exciting with each glimpse. When you gaze at their beauty
for hours, days, weeks, years on end without tiring you know you have a fine
gem. That, my friends, is what I call love. This takes distance, the kind that
only time provides.
So the next time you are taken aback by a gem, stop yourself.
You may be looking at infatuation. Stand back and judge. Take your time. What
you want is balance – Buddhas middle path – pure animal sexuality and love – a
fashion model/pornstar lover who left the business to pursue a dual doctorate
in physics and fine arts.
And just what, pray tell, would the perfect sapphire
look like? My dear friends, that would be akin to finding the perfect woman or
man. Leave D-Flawless to the gem of the common man – it doesnt exist
in sapphire. Dont seek perfection, just look for something you can spend
the rest of your life with.
Original sin
First, let me say that
there is a definite market ranking for sapphire according to
origin. It unfolds as follows:
- Kashmir
- Mogok, Burma
- Ceylon
- Everything else
That said, I would like to be allowed to burst
all your bubbles. Origin is not whats important – quality
is.
Permit
me to relate the following story. A number of years ago, a pit
was discovered near Elahera on the Island of Gems – Sri Lanka.
The stones from this mine bore such a resemblance to those of Kashmir
that many labs actually issued papers certifying Kashmir as the
source.
In light
of the above, if the major domo of a lab is not able to promise you
his/her first-born child in trade when, at some later date, he or
she is proved wrong, then do not accept the paper offered. For what
good is it?
Back in
the good old days, origin was based not on where a stone came out
of the ground, for there was no sure way of proving the geography
of a stone, but on the appearance of a stone relative to the typical
appearance of stones from certain classic sources. Thus a Ceylon
sapphire that looked like a Kashmir stone, became, de facto, a Kashmir sapphire
in the market. Similarly, the Mogok stone that resembled a Ceylon,
became a Ceylon.
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This 5-ct.-plus untreated Burma sapphire sold by
Pala International shows the intense violetish blue color
that has made Mogok sapphires among the most sought after
in the world. Its round shape makes it particularly
desirable. (Photo: John McLean; Gem: Pala International) |
Sadly,
origin is today determined largely by invisible scientific criteria,
as opposed to obvious physical attributes. Rather than biting the
bullet and devising the means of judging aesthetic beauty (or admitting
that it is beyond reach), laboratories are today handing us the ultimate
silliness, a forehead-angle measurement of intelligence. If asked
to judge a Miss Universe pageant, such gemologists would probably
make the determination based on a DNA signature.
But what can I say? We are often confronted with ridiculous
laws. In West Virginia, it is legal to beat your wife so long as it is done in
public on Sunday on the courthouse steps, while in Denver, it is against the
law to lend your neighbor a vacuum cleaner. And lest we neglect our neighbors
to the north, in Canada it is against the law to board a plane while its
in flight. Yes, these are the laws of the land – but there are clearly cases
that call for a little civil disobedience. Thus one may make use of origin reports,
but use them only as a guide, not for a final determination of the merits of
a fine gem. Dare to disagree when common sense dictates it. Dont blindly
trust the machine. Personally examine the ballots when necessary.
Starry, starry night
A short time ago I had
the opportunity to view a particularly fine sapphire. Its actual
origin, I will not say – for that prejudice would simply
detract from its magnificent beauty, manifest to all which
view gems with heart, rather than microscope, in hand.
Ilke Bahn, our goldsmith at Pala International, had just
finished placing this jewel in a handmade mounting. And this mounting only served
to enhance the beauty of an already stunning gem. Like the Vietnamese ao di, a
diaphanous garment one observer described as covering everything but hiding
nothing, this sapphires beauty shone to greatest distraction. Ilke
handed the azure beauty to me to with a gleam in her eye – the secret of
the night sky palmed to an innocent. It was impossible to take my eyes off it.
I will never forget a night several years ago when a
close friend and I were camped out in the desert at Joshua Tree. Sometime after
midnight, as we wandered the boulder-strewn stillness, our gaze was drawn to
the heavens. Stars carpeted the night from horizon to shining horizon, the Milky
Way cutting a swath through all of everything – and nothing. As the night
wore on and the sky rotated, my consciousness shifted as well. I realized for
the first time my place on this spinning ball. The words of my friend still echo – obvious,
yes – but a truth that had eluded me for so much of my life: This
is out here every night, he said. All we need is to raise our eyes
up above the horizon.
Up above. So simple, so elegant. And down below. I had
a similar experience while I gazed down upon the ring Ilke had created. As I
squinted and peered, a silken world spun by powers beyond my imagination twinkled
within – a secret whispered just for me. Here was such a special stone,
beautiful at all angles, from above and below, at all and any magnification.
Call it a signal from the Gods, a voice from the heavens,
an eruption from hell – epiphany – describe it as you like.
I put it thus: at that instant in time, the sun broke through the clouds, the
planets aligned. As I held that sapphire ring in my hand, I witnessed the birth
of earth and all creation. I gazed upon Pangaea, saw the continents form, then
separate. Like that starlit sky in Joshua Tree, the true majesty of mother nature
struck me. This sapphire was from Madagascar.
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| This 7-ct.-plus cushion sold by Pala International is a beauty. Its origin? Madagascar. (Photo: John McLean; Gem: Pala International) |
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Coming home
If my readers take away
anything from these few lines of prose, I hope that it is that
we should each make use of our own eyes in judging gems. Read
the law, listen to the pros, but always rely on your own eyes.
Let this be the lesson – buy what looks good to you – dip
your own spoon into the broth and taste for yourself. Yes, let
experts guide you, yes, buy quality, but in the end, your own
senses are the final arbitrator, not those of the seller or of
the labs. After all, it is you who will reap the benefits of
ownership of this wonderful sample of natures beauty, not
they. One of my first teachers explained it thus: An exceptional
gem is like an exceptional woman – they come in all colors.
Yes, indeed, my love, she comes in colors.
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About the author. Richard Hughes is the author of the classic Ruby & Sapphire and is the former webmaster of Palagems.com. He can be reached at rubydick@ruby-sapphire.com and through his personal web site www.ruby-sapphire.com.
Authors Afterword. Published
in The Guide (2001,
Vol. 20, No. 2, Part 1, March–April., pp. 3–5, 15).
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