The heart is often seen as a symbol of love, compassion, and longing—but it carries so much more.
To me, the heart is the source of creative energy—the place where spirit lives and moves through us. It’s where intention begins. Where something unseen becomes something real. When we follow what flows from the heart, we move closer to our true purpose… and to the dreams we’re here to bring into form.
A friend once said of this piece:
“The Bodhisattva’s Heart… compassion and wisdom—the two wings needed for flight.”
That stayed with me.
Because this is a mended heart.
One that has been broken, repaired, and filled again—so full, in fact, it feels ready to burst open and give.
This piece is built entirely from barn finds—tractor parts, valves, shelving, fragments of Maine State House copper—assembled in my signature cold-connected style with simple bolts. Nothing hidden. Nothing forced.
I’ve been working with reclaimed materials long before it was a trend. I’ve always believed that what we discard still holds possibility. That transformation is always available.
There are 52 years in this piece—my life, my lessons, my love, my resilience. And months spent digging through the past to build something that could hold all of it.
So I’ll ask you—
How does it speak to you?
And… is anything ever truly finished?