
Hand-forged at 9300 degrees. A sculptural threshold rendered in black steel — no two strokes alike, no two pieces repeated.
Not a door. A decision. Steel coaxed from the forge into a language of curves, knots and intentional asymmetry — a threshold that announces who passes through.



Charcoal on butcher paper. Forms argued out in long evenings before a single bar is cut.
Mild steel heated to 9300°F. Hammered, twisted, scarfed. Every weld set by hand.
Black oxide finish, hand-rubbed. Sealed against the weather. Built to outlive its owner.
Each piece begins with a conversation. Three commissions per year. No exceptions.