
Obsidian
Violet damascus. There's exactly one. Do the math.
Sorted by year, because it had to go somewhere. Every piece is a one-off. Yes, even that one.
What's on the bench now
The newest stuff. Also the best stuff — but I'd probably say that either way.

Violet damascus. There's exactly one. Do the math.

Warm handle, cold blade. Somebody had to.

Everything unnecessary, gone. Marketing speak included.

Okay, fine — this blade's black. The handle isn't.

Forged by hand. Colored by someone with opinions.
The year things got weird
Kitchen knives, carry knives, whatever else I felt like that week. A good year for not staying in one lane.
The stuff that shouldn't have worked
Finishes and materials pushed until something broke. Most started as mistakes. A few turned into keepers.
Two people, one knife
Made with illustrators and other makers — mostly so the sheaths could get out of hand. They did.