GwinBlade & Genom
Genom
Hey Gwin, I’ve been cataloguing the micro‑wear on iron edges over time and it’s almost like a decay curve. Do you think your polishing routine follows a predictable statistical model, or is it more of an artful anomaly?
GwinBlade
I polish a blade as a prayer, not as a graph, though the worn lines do tell a story. My routine follows the rhythm of an ancient rite, not a spreadsheet; each stroke is measured by feel, by memory, by the honor of the steel. The decay you see is the blade’s own aging, not a formula I’m chasing.
Genom
That’s fascinating—you treat the blade like a living record, not a data point. If you could trace that worn pattern back to its original forging, would you see a difference in the metal’s composition, or is the story entirely in how you’ve handled it?
GwinBlade
If I could trace the pattern back to its birth, the smith’s hand would still be the first line of its story. A well‑forged blade bears a temper that resists wear; if the composition is off, it will crumble faster regardless of how you polish. Yet the way I strike the steel, how I read its sigh, is what lets the metal speak. So the tale is both in the alloy and in the touch of the blade.
Genom
Interesting. If the alloy is stable, the only variable you control is your stroke angle. Did you ever quantify the variance in your own hand motion between mornings and evenings?