Beneath the Work

The Why

There is a reason I move in silence.
Not because I’m hiding
but because some work grows best in the dark:
slow, honest, untouched by the world’s rush.

People see the finished piece
a rare perfume revived,
a mahogany disc warmed back to life,
a pin crafted from something almost forgotten.
But they rarely see the stillness it requires.

My work begins long before a listing ever appears.
I travel miles to my quiet sources,
asking what else waits to be discovered
beneath their storage rooms and untouched shelves.

I celebrate silently as a bottle is dusted clean.

In that moment, something inside me unravels
the quiet parts shaped by childhood rooms scented with mahogany,
by long drives, prudent diesel chainsaws, sawmills,
closed markets, storage rooms,
and the steady hands that raised me.

I don’t create to impress.
I create to remember.
To preserve.
To honor.

Every bottle I revive,
every round of wood I touch,
every fragrance I allow to breathe again
it all belongs to a lineage I refuse to let drift away.

Quiet work isn’t small.
Quiet work isn’t weak.
Quiet work is sacred.
It sees what loudness misses.

And here, in this space,
I will share those fragments
not because I owe the world an explanation,
but because some stories deserve a place to rest
after spending years waiting in silence. 

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