Again I entered my smithy to work and forge something from the noble material of time past.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I built two forges when I was in my teens. I was just really, really into metalworking and making stuff.
I have friends who are blacksmiths in the north of Scotland, so I took a few master classes with,them. I loved learning a new skill. I will never look at a piece of wrought iron the same way now. I can now make semi-decent knife blades and candlesticks myself.
My works are an imitation of my own past and present.
I always felt there was some kind of nobility centered in my desire and passion for what I do.
The Smiths was an incredibly personal thing to me. It was like launching your own diary to music.
I'm really into antiques. But really into it because of my father, who got me into them in the first place. He's an interior designer and he's really into going to antique shows and getting up really early on Sundays and driving out to these weird little towns north of Hamilton.
My mission in life is to preserve craftsmanship.
My very first job was selling pop off the back of a wagon. Then I went to work in a timber yard to save up for my bass amp and joined The Smiths.
I have always stuck to my guns about what I want from the work and what interests me. I've never been seduced down the evil path. The path of taking the money.
You have to fight against being an antique.