The Lab
Ten pencils at once. Copper finger rigs I built so my hands could keep up with my head. Cubes that shouldn't hold together. Fire, wood, a 3D printer that runs all night. This is where the work gets made.
I lost half my vision and found my focus. Welcome to Wandering Nevada Soul, where the bad moments become creative fuel.
You only keep what you have by giving it away. When the screen went wonky and my eyes stopped cooperating in 2025, I had to change how I built things. I didn't stop. Now, I make impossible objects, explore raw landscapes, and just abide. Let's build something out of the dust.
Ten pencils at once. Copper finger rigs I built so my hands could keep up with my head. Cubes that shouldn't hold together. Fire, wood, a 3D printer that runs all night. This is where the work gets made.
Thirty years of construction, one eye, a sober date I keep. The road from Wellington to here runs through dust and a lot of quiet. Nevada as it stands, not as it's sold.
Most days I post what's on the bench. Rigs, cubes, a drive out past the last fence. Ten thousand of you keep showing up. That still gets me.
Numbered. Made and shipped from Yerington by Battle Born Clothing. When it closes, it's gone.
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