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Alex Walshaw works with the fallen and the found — storm-toppled trunks, timeworn oak, and the supple shoots grown through coppicing, an ancient and regenerative craft of woodland care. In his hands, these woods become quiet hybrids of the modern and the ancient: green wood, still breathing, joined with relic timber steeped in centuries.

He shapes each piece with simple hand tools — axe, knife, adze — their marks left visible, so the history of the making sits alongside the history of the tree itself. Every curve and facet carries a double story: the life the wood has already lived, and the life he has carved into it.

Walshaw’s workshop is the woodland. It is here, among shifting seasons and birdcall, that he gathers, shapes, and listens. The land is his source, his muse, and his constant companion.