At the age of twelve, my father, a house builder and cabinet maker, put me to work for the first of what would become every summer over the next eleven years. Those years spent under my father’s guidance shaped the world around me. Through installation, sculpture, and handmade objects, I draft a blueprint of my relationship with my father, a childhood existing in the space between employee and son, and the relationships I developed as I met new mentors along the way. My work is an archive of deep connection founded in wood, sweat, and storytelling.