Galatea Jewelry by Artist Comes to Shop LC

Galatea Jewelry by Artist debuted with Shop LC August 16, bringing uniquely carved pearl jewelry to the nationally televised shopping channel.

“Our Shop LC family loves us for the rare gemstones and unique products we offer,” says Amit Agarwal, Shop LC President. “And few things are more unique than exquisite pearls, expertly carved into precious jewelry! For these reasons, we’re proud to offer Galatea: Jewelry by Artist creations to our viewers.”

The Galatea Pearl is the world’s only cultured pearl with a brilliant colored stone center, hand carved to let the gem’s color shine through. The Galatea Pearl is truly rare, the result of a unique cutting process that begins with a bead nucleus of R.C. turquoise, synthetic opal and colored gems. The bead nucleus is inserted into the oyster and the mollusk is gently placed back into the sea, where it will coat the bead with nacre (pearl) over 22 months. After harvesting, these rare cultured pearls are carved by hand. This sculpting of the pearl allows the color to be seen beneath the nacre. Galatea Pearls are then set into jewelry.

 Several collections are launching during the Shop LC premiere, including Diamond in a Pearl, Carved Pearl Collection, Galatea Pearl Collection, DavinChi Cut Collection, and Bible Pearl Collection.

About Shop LC
Headquartered in Austin, Texas, Shop LC, is a wholly owned subsidiary of Vaibhav Global Ltd. (VGL), a vertically integrated company with global sourcing and manufacturing capabilities. Shop LC is a value-conscious, interactive retailer focused on the fine jewelry, beauty, fashion, home decor and lifestyle product categories. Established in 2007, Shop LC reaches approximately 73 million U.S. households via high-definition programming offered live 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year. For more information visit and download the interactive app on iTunes, Google Play or many other streaming devices or televisions.

About Galatea: Jewelry by Artist

With an uncompromising artistic vision, Chi Huynh, founder of Galatea, has created some of the world’s most beautiful and unusual jewelry collections–collections that rely upon pearls and other gemstones that have been transformed by proprietary and patented processes. A poet, painter and humanitarian, Galatea, founded in 1994, employs over 150 people in the U.S. and Vietnam. Contact Chi Huynh directly at (951)202-1227 for interviews or additional information.

Galatea takes its name from the ancient Greek story of Pygmalion, the young artist who fell in love with the statue he had created. The myth goes something like this….
    Pygmalion was a very arrogant young man who mocked the gods. They, in turn, became very angry and wanted him to learn humility. They forced him to forget his high station in life and he became a lowly sculptor of stone. Pygmalion created the statue of a woman whom he named Galatea. He poured his soul into his work and fell deeper and deeper in love with the statue as its beauty was revealed from within the stone. Because of his unselfish love and newly found humility, Aphrodite, the goddess of Love took pity upon Pygmalion and brought the statue of Galatea to life for him. In this spirit of love, Galatea: Jewelry by Artist’s creations are also designed to bring the beauty of the world to life by transforming pearls and gemstones into one-of-a-kind works of art.

Chi Huynh has been the founder and creative force behind Galatea of San Dimas, California since 1994. A painter, poet and humanitarian. An artist who asks, “why not?” when others say, “you can’t,” Huynh holds multiple U.S. patents. Huynh’s designs have won accolades from the Cultured Pearl Association of America’s International Pearl Design Competition, JCK Magazine’s Jewelers’ Choice Awards, the Platinum Guild International Design Competition and the Tahitian Pearl Trophy Competition. His paintings, which sometimes serve as the inspiration for new pieces of jewelry. Huynh lives with his wife and four children in Southern California.

My father was a talented and widely respected jeweler in Vietnam. In the old days, in my home country, it was considered a great privilege and honor to apprentice with him. One was more than willing to tolerate the six months or so spent cleaning the shop, polishing and making jump rings, only to “progress” to spending day after day making simple wedding bands–just to be asked to melt them down and start over because they weren’t round enough! The great mystery of why he was so hard on us was finally revealed to me the day he said, “If you want to be a good jeweler, it takes skill and repetition. To be a ‘great jeweler’ also requires patience, dedication, courage, and a special love for your trade. Having these qualities makes you worthy to work in my shop.”

Today at Galatea, we share our philosophy and love for the trade. We create each piece of our jewelry as if it is to be worn by our own beloved. 

    When I was 12-years old, my mother held my hand, walked me down the dirt road into the dark and said to me, “Tonight I am going to take you to a boat, and this boat will take you to a new land with hope for a brighter future. I cannot come with you now, but when you arrive there, your brother will be waiting for you, and I will see you soon, understand?” When you are 12-years old, you trust whatever your mother says to you. That night, I found myself on a tiny boat that carried 45 people. We were all leaving Vietnam illegally. The night was dark and rainy, and the thunderous waves of the ocean were beating our boat with a violent, angry voice that terrified me.This went on for quite a few hours when suddenly, the boat’s engine stopped.  Burnt out and broken, it left us adrift in the vast and stormy sea. Now facing the greatest fear that anyone sailing the ocean can face, our only hope was for a fisherman or another commercial boat to rescue us.  But there was no one in sight.  I had never been so scared, so I started to pray. I prayed to God, Jesus, Buddha, my ancestors and anyone else I could think of. “Please don’t let me die in this ocean. I want to live.” Several days went by, and no one’s prayers were answered. We ran out of food and water. I had never been so thirsty.  At times, I was so thirsty, I would say to myself, “I wish I could have a cold glass of water and drink it, and then you can put a gun to my head and kill me.”

I would have taken that glass of water, and I would have died happy.The hunger, the thirst, the hopelessness caused me to think of someone to blame for my suffering.  But there was no one to blame, so I blamed God for being cruel to me. “I have done nothing to deserve this punishment,” I said to myself, “There is no God. God would not do this to me. I am just a boy. If God existed, He would come and rescue me.  Where is He?!” A few days later, all we had left was the last teaspoon of water to share among myself, two brothers and two other sisters. We even drank our own urine and the bitter ocean water. Then one morning, we saw a big boat on the horizon. Our first sight of hope! We took off our clothes and created a fire to get their attention. I cannot describe how excited we were when we saw them coming our way. They took us on their big boat, gave us water to drink and fed us. We were happy.
    The next morning, we realized that they had only taken us up on their boat so that they could take everything of value from us. They gave us water to drink and let us shower, only to steal our jewelry, gold and any other valuables we’d brought with us in the hopes of starting a new life. Yes, they were professional pirates. They were only looking to prey on desperate people who had brought their life’s possessions with them. To their eyes, we were nothing more than a floating bank.  They took what they wanted and set us adrift on our boat once again. As the days went by, we realized there were more pirate ships, and eventually we would have nothing left for them to take.  The sight of a boat coming our way was no longer a beacon of hope but a vision of fear. Eventually, I realized, “This is it. I’m going to die in this ocean. I have no more hope. All I have is acceptance of the fact that I will die.” Then, I jumped into the ocean to swim among the fishes.I figured I would have a good bath and enjoy the few minutes I had left to live. I realized I was no longer afraid to die once I had accepted it as fact. I was already dead. By facing death, I had lost both my hope and my fear. Then suddenly, it started to rain!  With nothing left to drink on our boat, the heavens decided to dump water all over us, which meant we could all live a few more days. We had been drifting for 13 days now. I could feel my bones showing up through my body – bones I had not known were there before.
    My shorts were starting to fall from my waist, and I had to tie a knot to keep them on. But I was no longer afraid. One strange morning, we woke up surprised to see a small fishing boat coming very close to us. The captain of this boat called out, “Do you want to die here?  The current in this region of the sea moves in a circular motion. It will take you nowhere.” We had been wondering why we had drifted for so long and never found land. The captain continued, “Let me take you out of here.” And he kept his word. He towed us to Thailand and asked for nothing in return. He did not even want to give us his name. After 18 days at sea, I saw the shore in the distance. Hope was here again. The most beautiful thing I saw that morning was dirt. Yes, dirt!  I knelt down, grasped a handful of it and kissed the ground. I took a deep breath, and I realized that just being able to breathe this air and walk on this dirt – this Earth – is the greatest gift of life. From that day on I just want to bring beauty into the world.
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