About

There’s no rush here. 
Time and detail decide.

Each piece is made by hand, 
when form, intent and gesture align.

I work in cycles. 
What emerges doesn’t follow calendars, 
but inner temperature.

Sometimes precise. 
Sometimes like smoke.
Always alive.

This is not production.
It’s listening.
Waiting.
And when it arrives, it’s forged.

Metals don’t decorate.
They hold.
They carry memory, 
symbols,
wounds.

They keep speaking.
even when you’re no longer looking.

This is soul work, cast in metal.

You won’t know why. 
But you’ll know it’s yours.

TÓ