It's usually a cold, dirty place full of leftovers that you can't throw away and that you have to keep...but then you never have what you need and you have to go shopping....

But it is also a site full of life, of stories, of machines with logos or phrases that you have read millions of times and for some reason you come back to read every time you see it.

I guess everyone starts the same, but my routine is always the same. First the lights, obviously, and see where the work I left off yesterday. I don't like to leave work half done from one day to the next although sometimes it's unavoidable. 

The welding machine is turned on, the gas is turned on and we start welding what was left from yesterday. Maybe you have to cut on the cutting machine...during the year it is fine, but in winter the drill (the liquid used to cool the material) ends up wetting your hands and if you add that steel is one of the coldest materials your hands end up frozen...and you are cold for the whole day. Or it could be that whatever you cut has to be welded. Then you warm up again. Until summer comes and you die of heat...and you can't do anything about it. You can't take clothes off otherwise your skin burns. When you see a video of someone welding in short sleeves...one of two things, either skin cancer or it's postureo....

There is only one thing I don't like about the workshop...or rather, I don't like it in any job. I'm talking about the repetitive work. 

I have spent hours and hours and hours of my life in front of a shear cutting pieces to the same size, without any incentive other than occasionally measuring the pieces to see that the stop has not moved. And do you know what I ended up doing? I would take the chalk I had to write the measurements and I would end up drawing all over the machine...Once my father passed in front of the shear, which was orange, and all he saw was a bunch of drawings made in chalk...and the pieces without cutting...what a time.

This has changed. Now the pieces I make come from my head, from my ideas or even from my dreams. And I say start because I have practically no plans or drawings. I start the pieces with an idea but I let them take me... sometimes a cut doesn't fit the way I want and I have to adapt. Other times, when I bend a rod I don't like what I see and I have to change it...it may seem chaotic but I can't be happier than creating without ties.

I only ask one thing of you, trust me. I know you have an idea and you would like to see a plan with all the measurements and details...but better let me do what I do best...flow. Flow as a client, trust what I do; after all, if you have come to me it is because you like what I have done before. Enjoy the process and flow with it.