Rossemberg resembles a music box, his sinuous songs filled with adventure, providing insight into his identity as a craftsman. They begin with a tale about his ID, which claims he was born in Cúcuta, but the truth is, his hometown is Saravena, Arauca. If you inquire about the reason behind this enigma, he’ll tune the chant of his origin’s saga. It might sound like fiction, but being from Colombia, the song becomes entirely plausible. It goes like this: his grandfather, who built his wealth in San Pablo, Bolívar, compelled Rossemberg to engage in a life-or-death struggle against his grandfather’s conservative adversaries, leading him to bear the burden of a convict’s cross thereafter. Having lost his honor and a substantial portion of his fortune, they relocated to the east and embarked on a fresh start.

However, peace didn’t find them in this new scenery and wouldn’t find the next generations either. Enter an important character in this tale—the ELN Guerrilla. Rossemberg recalls the persecution and the day he left his home, donning his uniform, due to their threats. He never came back. Regrettably, after arriving in Cúcuta with his mother, it would be a long time before they could breathe a sigh of relief.

Many facets define this man’s character who, in the present, wears a constant smile. Suffice it to say that pain compelled him to escape his reality, and during his flight, he stumbled upon craftsmanship, an event that brought him joy. Although he had been exposed to woodworking from a young age—Cúcuta had been supplying wooden furniture to Venezuela for years—he had never felt as fulfilled as when he arrived in San Agustín and discovered jewelry. This doesn’t mean it was an easy journey; quite the contrary.

Nonetheless, his words overflow with gratitude for his past and the wise individuals who helped him forge his own path, as well as the admired teachers who imparted their knowledge of the art. He fondly recalls one of his trips to Caracas during the Chávez government, where he had the opportunity to meet artisans from places as diverse as Guatemala, Japan, and Mexico. Rendered speechless, he admired the intricate pieces and recognized the mastery that he had yet to achieve. Today, when he recounts those times, he swells with pride at having attained the mastery pursued. With his distinctive spark, he recites his proficiency in wirework and hammered filigree, as well as in welding iron. He asserts that he is a virtuoso in his craft.

Since 2015, he has specialized in metalwork, expertly welding bronze, brass, copper, silver, and nickel silver veneers. Each material offers remarkable malleability, with nickel silver being the most rigid among the five metals. He meticulously covers and finishes each of the pieces he designs, expressing gratitude for residing in Cúcuta—a circumstance that compelled him to learn how to finish his own creations, an outcome that might not have occurred had he lived in Bogotá. He procures his own raw materials and processes them like a chemist, blending acids, salts, and cyanide salts.

Looking back, he extends gratitude to his grandparents for what they bestowed upon him in the past and for the boundless energy, a clear inheritance from his elders. It all began with them—the inspiration, audacity, conviction, resilience, and devotion. He is a living amalgamation of these values and remains committed to honoring them through his creations, following the path guided by his hands.