Handmade is the story of the passion and intimacy that handmade products hold. Following through a blacksmith, ceramicists, and a custom cafe bike builder, we get to understand why, despite technological advances, we still make things from scratch by hand.
Fire glow, stifling hot air. The fire subjugates and the glass submits. In 40 degree heat with a sweat covered brow, the glass blower blows like a pump into the very heart of the glass blob and with a thousand year old method, a glass mug is born! Soft as dough it submits to the master’s design and with a deft practised flick of the tongs, a handle appears like a cute perky nose.
Sawdust dances in the air like snow in the summer. A wooden spoon is born! Smooth as a baby’s cheek, with the aroma of summer swelter. The master, who calls himself the Ferryman, he puts it by the others and sets off home to a pine log house that someday his son and daughter will inherit.