Leave a Mark

$2,500.00

Acrylic on reclaimed cardboard shipping box, mounted on pine. Double-wall corrugated fiberboard (originally used to package a home-assembly coffee table)

MEASURE TO BE SURE 32 1/2” x 36 1/2” | $2500

I was raised in a coaster-everywhere kind of world. Glass hits wood, you flinch. You protect the surface. You keep things pristine.

So I built a table - and a life - where that rule doesn’t apply.

Every ring woven into this piece marks a moment that mattered. One from an early morning with my sister, where my coffee cooled and her voice cracked on the other end of the line. Two from a hot, tipsy night that turned into something unforgettable. Three from a conversation that began with silence and ended in everything changing.

This piece is a refusal to live afraid of leaving a mark. It’s about honoring the stories, not hiding them to protect the surface.

And maybe, just maybe, you’re standing here today for the very same reason.

So go ahead. Leave a mark - because it’s not just an impression. It’s a story.

Acrylic on reclaimed cardboard shipping box, mounted on pine. Double-wall corrugated fiberboard (originally used to package a home-assembly coffee table)

MEASURE TO BE SURE 32 1/2” x 36 1/2” | $2500

I was raised in a coaster-everywhere kind of world. Glass hits wood, you flinch. You protect the surface. You keep things pristine.

So I built a table - and a life - where that rule doesn’t apply.

Every ring woven into this piece marks a moment that mattered. One from an early morning with my sister, where my coffee cooled and her voice cracked on the other end of the line. Two from a hot, tipsy night that turned into something unforgettable. Three from a conversation that began with silence and ended in everything changing.

This piece is a refusal to live afraid of leaving a mark. It’s about honoring the stories, not hiding them to protect the surface.

And maybe, just maybe, you’re standing here today for the very same reason.

So go ahead. Leave a mark - because it’s not just an impression. It’s a story.