The bike chain rings spin. The golf clubs swing. And the powder? It still falls in flurries. At least in our memories, all those days rolling through the woods or working slowly towards the eighteenth hole stay close to the surface of the mind. The days we cherish. The days we want to live again.
Located in the foothills of southwest Montana, the workshop spills over with the straight skis of the 80’s, beat up (and beloved) golf clubs, and too many bike parts to name. Every one of these gems is just waiting for a new job. I am inspired by the character of these vintage finds and strive to honor the history of each piece added to a sculpture. My custom made artifacts repurpose all of those toys we have loved and retired, turning them into a form that has been given a second life.