Hey there Reader, I didn’t set out to become an artist. When I first picked up a wood burner, it wasn’t some grand creative vision. A way to stay steady when everything around me felt like it was falling apart. There’s something raw about holding heat in your hand and using it to make something beautiful. It felt like the only thing I could control. One line at a time. But the fire had its own lessons in mind. At first, I thought pyrography was about precision, how straight my lines were, how...