Materials: Reclaimed timber, MDF, copper, hand carving
Dimensions: 1210 × 1190 × 35mm
Orientation: Wall-hung
One of a kind. This is the only one in existence.
Ships worldwide from Byron Bay, Australia.
Nobody tells you about the third day.
The first day you're an artist — confident, deliberate, chisel in hand like you know what you're doing. The second day the doubt arrives. But the third day? The third day the symbols start talking back. And that's when you realise you're not making anything anymore. You're just the one holding the tool.
This piece started as MDF. Busted. Rejected. The kind of material that has no business becoming anything. And maybe that's exactly why it had to. Carved until the hands ached and the eyes went soft and the line between what was intended and what arrived became completely, beautifully meaningless.
Days of work. An unrelenting flood of symbols — transmissions from a civilisation that burned itself down before anyone could write the dictionary. A masked figure watching from the upper corner. A radiant eye at the centre. Strange forms in the margins, going about their incomprehensible business, utterly indifferent to being watched. Copper stitching up the busted and broken.
This is a cave painting for a cave that doesn't exist yet.
The symbols don't mean anything. The symbols mean everything. God help you if you can tell the difference.
✦ Handmade in Byron Bay, Australia · Timber, MDF, copper, hand carving · Wall-hung · Ships worldwide · One of a kind
Materials: Reclaimed timber, MDF, copper, hand carving
Dimensions: 1210 × 1190 × 35mm
Orientation: Wall-hung
One of a kind. This is the only one in existence.
Ships worldwide from Byron Bay, Australia.
Nobody tells you about the third day.
The first day you're an artist — confident, deliberate, chisel in hand like you know what you're doing. The second day the doubt arrives. But the third day? The third day the symbols start talking back. And that's when you realise you're not making anything anymore. You're just the one holding the tool.
This piece started as MDF. Busted. Rejected. The kind of material that has no business becoming anything. And maybe that's exactly why it had to. Carved until the hands ached and the eyes went soft and the line between what was intended and what arrived became completely, beautifully meaningless.
Days of work. An unrelenting flood of symbols — transmissions from a civilisation that burned itself down before anyone could write the dictionary. A masked figure watching from the upper corner. A radiant eye at the centre. Strange forms in the margins, going about their incomprehensible business, utterly indifferent to being watched. Copper stitching up the busted and broken.
This is a cave painting for a cave that doesn't exist yet.
The symbols don't mean anything. The symbols mean everything. God help you if you can tell the difference.
✦ Handmade in Byron Bay, Australia · Timber, MDF, copper, hand carving · Wall-hung · Ships worldwide · One of a kind
