The smell, the sound, the touch Soft, hard, mutable Malleable, transformative.

Acid revealing the inner heart Patinated copper – blackened shape Made mysterious, and the click of a clasp -a mini Eroica To a maker.

Tools strike, hands bend, hammer Marks – mostly deliberate, declare my intentions.

Narrative, and not.

Personal mythology, abstracted, and not.

The music of the tool, subtle rhythmic Tap tap – the boisterous wheeze of Boudicca, my hydraulic companion

Deep & mighty mover of metal – sometimes, Just the delicate toe of elephant.

Can you fall for a hammer?
We all do it –
Will Leonard Cohen write
A song to my hammers?
He should

-G. Dunlap