I grew up in a household where we worked with our hands as freely as with our minds. Both were valued equally. At a very early age… pre teen I worked in my fathers shop filing parts.. assembling things , machining , drilling. Older craftsmen took me under their wing and they continue to this day. It seemed like torture then but something emerged over the years… a respect for the act of constructing and those that had developed powerful skill sets in their prospective trades. This all played out simultaneously as my passion for art and metalworking developed and grew. I feel I am blessed to have had both these forces battle things out over 5 decades of my creative and artisan life.