Recently, I feel like I’ve been placed in a time machine and sent back to my days at SUNY New Paltz where I was a young, hopeful artist studying metalsmithing. I was, and admittedly still am, in love with pattern. I’ve always had a serious love affair with my saw frame that I’ve owned since 2004. This is the longest relationship I’ve ever been able to maintain. Even though it is unrequited love, I don’t care, so be it.