In the photograph, Fusion, the welder sits in his shop hard at work. Because the day is composed of multiple jobs that require the fusion of metal. This trade he has learned has become his craft. One he excels at day after day. His work supports himself, his family, and his community. The shop has a radio in the background, this allows him to let his mind drift away while his hands do what they know best. His tools, which he scatters about. Of course, they are all right where he needs them to live to be the most productive. As the welder sits alone in his shop, I can imagine the life he has outside of this world.
The friends and family that wait for him on the outside. The ones who benefit from his hard work and solitude. He feels pride as he welds on. Because this is his space, where his craft thrives. This image makes me aware of how welding takes two pieces and fuses them to make one whole. The bright light, from the sparks, is like a light at the end of the tunnel. My take away from this image is that two or more pieces can always be made whole. If I ever feel that things are getting to segmented. Then, I like the welder, have the power to fuse them together. I can sit in my own space and put all the pieces back where they belong. This image evokes a Fusion, of hope and faith that are beyond measure.