About

 

CURRENT TIMES

Currently occupying a workshop at the center of an emerging cultural hub at the old airport at Fornebu. With a large workshop on the ground level this is where the entirety of the furniture designed for and with my clients is produced. The workshop specializes in unique interior lighting producing umparalleled ambiance reminiscent of the original light source: the flickering flame. In addition the workshop holds educational courses for students interested in diving into the processes of craftsmanship.

CROSSROADS

A Personal Story of Unpredictability

EARLY YEARS

    On the costal half-isle of Split in Yugoslavia, a few years prior to its collapse, I was born to a father of practical skill and a free-bird mother. Living with the grandparents my early boyhood memories are those of my grandfather breathing life into newly dreamt up creations. Among these, one in particular: the windmill he built to harness electricity remains for me a permanent reminder of how simple materials worked by a skillful hands can combine into objects of great value and functional beauty.


    The first major crossroad of my life came at the age of 12 when I was torn away from that childhood and set half a globe away in a foreign land to face the challanges of onsetting adolescence. Unrooted and having been assigned the role of “an outsider” these teenage years were marked by solitude and comfort sought in the anonymity of the digital world culminating in a degree in Control Engineering and the promise of a long office career built on dreams unlived.

NEAR-RECENT YEARS

    At the age of 29, after a five year search for meaning at an office desk, the courage required to indefinitely keep with the status quo had surmounted the willpower necessary to unshackle the self imposed tethers and step onto a new path of certainty in pursue of new dreams and self respect. To search for freedom of a dreaming man in command of his own will and to unify the outer and the inner and to act naturally, intuitively.

    Penniless and thus vulnerable yet determined to keep the dream alive I was forced to relocate workshops 7 times in the first two years. Each and every time with considerable effort preparing the space before having to move on. Finally I settled in a log-cabin, deep in Telemark where my self-education was to shape what was to come. I had ended up on the path of a self-taught craftsman, spending countless hours sifting through books and online resources, distilling the information recorded by other craftsmen and building the skill-set necessary to create objects worthwhile.
 
    The cards were thus dealt anew and looking back life seems a chain of chance events leading onward towards unpredictable places regardless of our contrivances. Better then, it seems, to leave our fears at the door and let circumstance sweep us up and over the hills towards pastures yet unknown and only for us destined. Lest we are willing to let this single chance at life slip through the soapy grip of our clenching fingers.

WE LIVE TWO LIVES. THE SECOND ONE BEGINS ONCE WE REALIZE WE ONLY HAVE ONE