“Echoes of the Roots” reflects my journey as an artist and individual—finding new places to put down roots while remaining deeply connected to my origins. Born in Transylvania and now living in the Yukon, I have come to understand that no matter where life leads us, the echoes of our ancestral roots stay with us, offering guidance and grounding. This bowl, carved from a driftwood root shaped by time, land, and water, embodies the beauty of transformation and connection. Inspired by the natural splendor of the Yukon and my deep ties to Transylvania, this piece represents a bridge between past and present.
Ashes of Fox Lake was crafted from wood gathered in a stretch of forest touched by fire, not far from the shoreline of Fox Lake. The land there feels alive again, with a new forest rising where old trees once stood. Old tree trunks and burls still reveal themselves to those who explore the area.
The burl carries the marks of its endurance—charred surfaces, deep cracks, and the rough imprint of heat. Yet beneath that, the wood remains soft-toned and warm…
Bennett Root is crafted from driftwood collected along the shores of Bennett Lake, where the water stretches between towering mountain ridges, and the horizon feels endless. The wind is strong here, carrying the scent of the snowy peaks. This is a place where time shapes everything—water, ice, wind, and sand all leave their mark…
The bowl retains much of its original form. The rim follows the natural curve of the burl, and the outer surface remains wild, textured by growth, age, and time. Wormholes mark the passage of smaller lives, while the grain tells a deeper story—rings layered with cold seasons, brief summers, and long waits…
The burl was charred on the outside—burned, cracked, rough to the touch. But under the surface, the grain was alive with texture and color. The marks of the fire weren’t erased, just softened. Signs of that scorched surface are still there, a reminder of where it came from…
The form wasn’t forced. Its curves follow the way the burl had grown—irregular and natural. Some of the outer char is still noticeable. It felt right to keep it there—a trace of what passed through…
The burl had already begun to give way—its outer layers softened, crumbling under pressure. Half of it was lost. What remained was dense, weathered, and holding onto its original shape, just enough to work with…
This bowl wasn’t shaped the usual way. Most pieces follow the flow of the wood — carved in line with the grain, moving with the fibers, not against them. But the shape of this burl didn’t allow that. The only way forward was across…
The heartwood is visible, slightly offset, its tone deepening gently toward the center. Smooth to the touch but marked with subtle textures, the tray invites the hand as much as the eye…
Its shape followed the natural curves of the burl—wide at both ends, narrowing in the middle. Not quite symmetrical. Not meant to be. Inside, the grain moves in slow waves, interrupted by the dark tracings of spalting. There’s no polish to hide them. Just enough finish to hold the surface, to let it speak…
The wood holds long, dark cracks—some filled, some left open. They don’t hide the tension that shaped this piece. They carry it. Time is marked here in rings and fractures, in contrast between the smooth interior and weathered shell…
Gilded Fin is a piece shaped by nature’s raw energy, its form reminiscent of a fish gliding through unseen currents. The flowing wood grain mimics the movement of water, while the green resin details catch the light like scales flashing beneath the surface. It is both fluid and grounded, a balance between movement and stillness.
This is a story of motion, transformation, and the quiet elegance of nature.
The edge was left as found—rough where the bark held, smooth where it broke away. The softer spots inside the burl, where bark was encapsulated by growth, were filled with black putty to preserve the form while keeping its natural character. That uneven boundary gives the piece its name—Live Ridge—a line that holds both memory and shape…
There’s a weight to this kuksa—not heavy, but certain. It settles into the hand like it belongs there. The handle, once a living branch, curls into the fingers just enough. You don’t have to grip it. You just hold it…
Crimson Drift is a vessel that stands out not just for its form, but for its striking color. This piece was carved to highlight that natural beauty rather than tame it. The shape is smooth but organic, following the natural flow of the wood, keeping its character intact. Every knot, every shift in color, is a reminder that nature doesn’t create perfection—it creates depth, movement, and individuality.
More than just a functional object, Crimson Drift is a statement. A piece of wood transformed, its history preserved, its new purpose found.