When I first met Ric Allison, he was quietly working in the metal shop (as quietly as one can work in a metal shop). I introduced myself, he briefly glanced up, politely said hello and got back to work. Nose to the grindstone. Watching Ric’s work develop I realized why he was so diligent, or rather what that diligence was able to manifest. The beauty of both the design and craft of his work can be startling. There is a bold, almost futuristic, biodynamic aspect in his pieces, but it also echos a past that revered craftsmanship and detail. His hand is always evident in his work, even if it is subtly betrayed by precision.