Timber Mountain 2.0 No. 67 is a taller, evolved companion to the original—built from extraordinary old-growth redwood jeweler’s lace burl, a material so rare and intricate it feels almost impossible that nature made it at all. The grain moves like memory through the body, full of depth and texture.
Its chest holds a piece of Bolivian Purple Heart, a bold pulse of color set against the warmth of the redwood, while brass ring inlays bring a subtle mechanical rhythm to the piece. The live-edge arms and legs were intentionally left raw, preserving the untamed character of the wood and giving the robot a more weathered, organic presence—as if it rose from the forest rather than being built in a shop.
Its head is carved from the very last piece of black box burl I had in my collection, making this piece even more personal and irreplaceable. The eyes are hand-carved mountain forms, carefully painted and set against a luminous mother-of-pearl sky, with a level of depth and dimension I’ve only been able to achieve a handful of times.
This is more than a wooden robot to me. It is, without question, my favorite one I have ever made. There is something deeply complete about it—like all the pieces, materials, and years of making finally arrived where they were meant to.
As with all of my pieces, every cut is a memory of the tree.
Timber Mountain 2.0 No. 67 is a taller, evolved companion to the original—built from extraordinary old-growth redwood jeweler’s lace burl, a material so rare and intricate it feels almost impossible that nature made it at all. The grain moves like memory through the body, full of depth and texture.
Its chest holds a piece of Bolivian Purple Heart, a bold pulse of color set against the warmth of the redwood, while brass ring inlays bring a subtle mechanical rhythm to the piece. The live-edge arms and legs were intentionally left raw, preserving the untamed character of the wood and giving the robot a more weathered, organic presence—as if it rose from the forest rather than being built in a shop.
Its head is carved from the very last piece of black box burl I had in my collection, making this piece even more personal and irreplaceable. The eyes are hand-carved mountain forms, carefully painted and set against a luminous mother-of-pearl sky, with a level of depth and dimension I’ve only been able to achieve a handful of times.
This is more than a wooden robot to me. It is, without question, my favorite one I have ever made. There is something deeply complete about it—like all the pieces, materials, and years of making finally arrived where they were meant to.
As with all of my pieces, every cut is a memory of the tree.
