Worth Turning?
A damp, slug-covered persimmon log spent years banished to the back of my garage. Eventually, curiosity—and my inability to turn down free wood—won out. Here are the baby pictures of its transformation from questionable firewood to gallery-bound hollow form.
Taking Inventory
Preparing my work for its gallery debut means measuring, naming, pricing—and wrestling with barcode labels. Somewhere between the Post-Its and the 18-character inventory limit, however, I began taking inventory of everything and everyone that helped me arrive here.