Meet the Artist
Sean Philips
My work isn’t about perfection, it’s about presence. I don’t carve. I listen.
Fallen limbs. Weathered trunks. Prairie trees laid low by storm, or time, or necessity. I find them not as raw material, but as elders, each with a story waiting to be revealed beneath the bark.
Here in Winnipeg, the seasons teach resilience. Trees grow twisted, bent and bruised by icy storms, and still they reach for the sky. The people too. I respect this.
My background isn’t in sculpture, it’s in visual storytelling.
Years behind the lens, capturing meaning in moments, taught me to look closer. To wait. To find the beauty in the details most people overlook. That same instinct guides my carving now: curious, patient, present.
Every piece I make is a gesture of thanks. For the opportunities I have been given in my adoptive prairie home, for the beauty of the landscape, for the life of each tree.
This is not woodworking for me. It’s witness. And above all, gratitude.
Work in progress…
