From the discards of society I simply try to create a beautiful object. I am definitely near the Rubicon, making shapes that no one had seen before from metal used for thousands of years.
The process of individualizing found objects personalizes them, gives them energy, and a unique life.
There is a point of frustration, a point where I feel like putting it all down. I don’t. I continue. I struggle. Then, I know it’s right. That is exhilaration. That is joy. That is why the time spent doesn’t matter to me. That is the magic. That is the love. That is the defining moment of me.
In my work there is an element of discovery, for what I do is take what people have discarded, change the objects, rearrange the objects, weld objects, and grind objects to fit a sphere. I recycle but also elevate. The scrap is given importance because it becomes part of the whole and visually interlocks with the adjoining shape. It is, in a small way, revitalization.
When it comes to making art, the ideas are just bursting out of my head. I can’t get them out fast enough.