“The Music in the Work”

For me, every act of creation begins with listening. Whether I’m at the piano, writing a poem, or shaping wood with my hands, I’m guided by rhythm, tone, and feeling. Carpentry, like music, is a composition—each cut, each line, a note in a greater harmony. The same discipline that keeps my tools sharp keeps my mind attuned to the quiet music that lives inside the work itself.

I came to Oregon carrying music, memory, and the desire to make something lasting. Over time, the boundaries between craft and art disappeared. The tools of my trade became extensions of my instruments; the grain of the wood, another kind of score. In the studio, I work by ear and by touch—responding to texture, balance, and the interplay of light and form.

These works are small compositions in material and motion: reflections on movement, belonging, and the simple beauty of effort. They invite the viewer to listen as well—to sense the rhythm within each surface, the silence between gestures, and the echo of the music in the work.