Two Decades at the Pliers

I first picked up a pair of pliers at age 13, back when my 'workshop' was just a collection of toothpicks and pop-tabs in a small Northern Minnesota town. That was 2006, and I haven't put them down since.

While twenty years at the pliers has given me the skill to tackle the most intricate patterns, I find myself drawn back to the fundamentals - getting lost in the quiet beauty of unadorned weaves—perfecting the balance and weight of every single link. Chainmaille is a slow craft; it requires a specific kind of patience to sit with a pile of raw wire or rings and transform them, one by one, into tangible history. I don't always aim for the most 'extreme' projects; I pursue pieces that feel right. By focusing on the simplicity of traditional weaves and the honest weight of the metal, I create pieces meant to be worn and appreciated. It’s slow work that requires 'Theroux Hands' and a lot of time at the pliers, but after two decades, I wouldn't have it any other way.