The Debt
A grace I wanted to answer in metal.
Some kindnesses can't be returned in kind. You and the winery extended one to Francisca and me, and the wish to answer it sat with me until I knew the form: not a gift you would have to find a place for, but your own mark, made wearable. A grounded man wears no jewellery — so the piece had to be small, quiet, and already his. This is the record of building it.




