Same cut. No backing. The wall is the background. Hand cut raw steel finished in gloss black epoxy, set in a custom built black ornate frame — and that's where the predictability ends. Every gap in the steel becomes whatever is behind it. High contrast on a light wall. Something else entirely on a dark one. The horse doesn't change. Your space finishes it.
No two hang exactly the same.
Heat moved across raw steel by hand. Blues, purples, golds, silvers locked into the metal, sealed clear so nothing dulls. Set in a custom built black ornate frame with no backing board — the wall shows through every gap in the cut. The fire is fixed. What surrounds it isn't.
No two burns are identical. No two hang exactly the same
Raw steel worked by hand with an angle grinder — the marks pulled across the surface with intention, speed, and control. The sheen moves with the light. Sealed clear. Set in a custom built black ornate frame with no backing. The grinder's path stays in the metal. Your wall fills the void. Industrial and alive at the same time.
Every pass of the grinder is a decision. No two hang exactly the same.
The horse mid-surge. Mane loose, neck arched, caught in the moment before everything breaks loose. Hand cut from raw steel, finished in gloss black epoxy, mounted on a white stained wood backing and set in a custom built black ornate frame. The finish swallows the metal. What remains is pure shape — the cut, the negative space, the movement locked in steel. Finished and complete as it leaves the shop.
One image. One finish. One frame. Nothing repeated exactly.
Blue Flame Mild steel, hand cut, torch burnt finish, freestanding. 26" tall x 11" wide x 7" deep
Blue flame burns hottest. Cleanest. In recovery they say that's what you become if you make it — stripped down, no filler, nothing left but the real thing. Most don't get there.
This piece started with one idea — flames. No blueprint, no plan. Just metal, a torch, and time. The plasma cut edges are left raw, exactly as they came off the tool. The color you see — the blues, purples, golds bleeding into each other — that's not paint. That's heat. Every inch of this piece was torch burnt to get that finish. The same fire that shaped it colored it.
Freestanding. One of a kind. The kind of thing that looks different every time the light changes.
Some pieces I make mean something specific. This one found its meaning after the fact. Make of that what you will.
Origin Mild steel, hand cut, stock frame. Not for sale.
I cut this from a water heater jacket. Mild steel, headed for the trash, given a second life. My first piece ever. Made for my sister because my family has always been horse people and because Sean Guerrero made me believe you could make something real with just raw material and your hands.
I had no idea what I was doing. I had no idea this was the beginning of anything. It was just a gift.
Turns out that's how most things worth doing start.
Self Crucifixion Stainless steel, hand cut, custom framed.
This one isn't for sale.
I started cutting this piece when I was deep in it. Pills, heroin, fentanyl — the whole story. I couldn't finish it because I wasn't finished yet. It took almost a decade, hundreds of hours, and more fresh starts than I can count. Every time I stripped the finish back to bare metal and started over it meant something different. The cuts stayed. Everything else got rebuilt.
Derek Hess made a drawing that I couldn't stop thinking about as a kid. I didn't know why then. I do now. It's about the weight people carry — the cross we build for ourselves and drag around like we invented suffering. Someone already took that. We just keep picking it back up anyway.
The day I finished this piece I had been truly clean for the first time in years. Not managing it. Not white knuckling it. Done. That's what this is. It's not a trophy. It's a receipt.
Sleeping Pup — Inspired by 101 Dalmatians Hand cut steel, layered and dimensional, framed in custom ornate gloss black frame.
This piece was made as a gift for a little girl's first birthday. Her family are Disney people through and through — the kind who don't just visit the parks, they live for them. They're not friends, they're family. The chosen kind. I wanted to make something that would grow with her. Something handmade, one of a kind, that no one else has or ever will.
Every layer was hand cut and assembled by hand. The spots, the expression, the way the pup is curled up asleep — all of it cut from raw steel, no automation, no shortcuts. Custom framed to finish it.
The sculpture is magnetically attached to the backing board and can be removed and displayed freestanding on its own stand — two pieces in one. Hang it, display it, or both.
Made with love. Gifted. Not for sale.
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