Once there was a moment. A moment of enlightenment. A moment where man harnessed fire. Nothing thereafter would ever be the same. Even though we like to think that was a long time ago, in a grander, universal perspective, it was merely yesterday.

One day a year, here in America, we step back into the shoes of history and indulge, among other things, in that harnessing. The sparkler is the most simple and the most personal of the instruments in our symphony of flame.

My curiosity in how things work, brought me to a position where I didn’t want to just wield the flame, but construct it myself — A totality of control over this ancient, living, breathing entity. I gathered the chemicals and components, precisely measured them out, and carefully adhered the mixture to a wire.