There was a time when achieving perfection required the meticulous attention of the most skilled craftsmen and -women.
But, with the advent of digital manufacturing, everything we make has become refined with mathematical precision - and executed with absolute consistency; safe from the unpredictable hand of a clumsy human being.
This perfection is undoubtedly something that would have been welcomed and celebrated just a few decades ago. But, in its relentlessness, it results in objects which are soulless and mute.
The human hand makes mistakes.
In my work, these mistakes are welcomed. They are the deviations which animate mere form - and tell the story (if I may sound biblical for a moment) of creation.