A pair of working knives, made as gifts and used as such.
The first knife was made as my daughter's first kitchen knife. The second was made for her mother. They belong together, but not as matched display pieces. Each carries its own scale, handle, and everyday character, and both are used.
The boxes are handmade as well, with hand-cut joinery in old-growth Canadian red cedar. I return to that wood for its smell, its dense visual presence, and its connection to the Northwest Coast carving tradition, where red cedar carried totem poles, tools, and long memory.