Fredrick was drawn to the chair within the horde, not due to the purple-blue velveteen quick-fixed upholstery, but because it was the only rocking chair in the mix.

Kinetic action is at the core of Fredrick's work, be it performance art, sculpture, or industrial design.

There is something beautiful about a 'static' piece of furniture, which is given societal permission to be in motion or static as it desires.  Rocking a rocking chair is somehow regal, at the core ethos of folks sitting upon a porch, loved in the heart and memories of millions...  [Not like a chair with wheels, that is only supposed to roll for functional needs, and when they are used to race around an office suddenly shunned as foolish.]

The impetus of my artistry emerges from exploring the narrative inherent to found objects, sparking a dialogue with that re-discovered history, and then creating innovative and passionate inspirations.

The first thing that the chair spoke during the deconstructive process was that it needed ice skates.  Long, vicious, pointy, get out of my way, SKATES!

The deer bones naturally gravitated to the spine of the chair, as it had lost its backing, and needed strength again.

Cat's Tail has been transformed through torch-cut steel, hand-rubbed with charcoal, Frankenstein steampunked, and blazoned with bones to create an urban tribal kinesthetic