A few years ago, I received a silver plate that had belonged to my grandfather, a metalsmith from
Egypt whom I never had the chance to know.
This was the first object through which I felt that shaping the plate into a seed coat, one that
supports the seed until it can stand on its own, was both precise and symbolic. A melting point
embodies both past and future: on the one hand, releasing the shell toward growth and evolution;
on the other, preserving ancient knowledge carried within our DNA.
Exposing and accepting our roots renders the essence of life more whole.