Oak

It was like a dream... A forest of oak trees with permission to cut what I wanted... I wandered through the branch-strewn spaces... A particular juncture caught my eye... A journey began...

jade

There is an ease with which the extreme hardness of a piece of jade settles into pine. Time taken to sand and buff towards a scintillating smoothness of the blending of connection of two completely different worlds. It is possible. Patience and understanding, foolishness and a steadfast gaze...

electricity

I have used power tools. Ripping and tearing grains to shreds. Fast and furious, but as a sanding disk forms shadow within the dust, it can actually be a quite beautiful experience. What is time.