The Story Behind This Mirror
Depth is what this frame is for, and depth is bought in layers. The carver establishes the ground, lifts one tier of acanthus away from it, then a second, then a third - each leaf undercut so it genuinely passes over and behind the one beneath rather than being scratched onto a single plane. Only when the layers read correctly is the waste between them pierced right through. That is the irreversible moment: the frame becomes mostly air, and everything left has to carry the glass.
The rope-twist border is a different discipline entirely and is cut last. A rope run has to keep constant pitch along every rail and turn all four corners without the spiral jumping - most workshops fudge the corners, and it shows from across a room. Here the corners are set out first and the runs carved inward to meet them. The plume crest is shaped from the solid so it stands clear of everything below. Then hand-sanding through progressive grits, gold laid in coats and rubbed back at every leaf tip and along the high side of the rope, and the plate fitted at the end.