It began with a wish to be useful.
but when that died, it became a wish to be safe... to protect... to be a hero... heroes are useful.
Knives cut. They separate. I am a knife. I slice invisibly as a spinning blade flying through airs. In two hands, I become chaos.
Eventually, I learned to create.
Knives are useful for creation. They are a tool that converts raw universe into prepared, culinary acts of kindness for others.
I love food, therefore, I would like to share this love with others.
Food requires cooking. I wish to show my love through cooking.
In order to cook, I can not use just any old knife, I need a knife that represents my cooking soul.
The blade must be beautiful, and it must work well.
And so I collected expensive Japanese knives created by master bladesmiths in Japan who put their name on the blade.
And now I must maintain these knives, that is when the hobby of knife sharpening began... to respect the high value knives I have obtained.
Knife sharpening became a journey in itself, and now I am deep inside it.
I love knife sharpening... but I have run out of knives to sharpen. Perhaps I can solicit my friends to lend me their knives so that I may sharpen them.
And now I am the knife sharpener amongst my friends.
I am useful.
