Friday, August 27, 2010

Sweet Birch spoon

I do my carving in the garage.  I have a work bench out there and enough light to see by.  I need to do some serious work out there if I am going to continue with this hobby.  Mainly I think I need to just clean it all up.  It is a disaster out there, stuff thrown haphazardly around, saw dust and shavings are starting to pile up.  There are random pices of wood, a few walking sticks, and tons of other stuff that need to be taken care of and put away/thrown away.  I also need a chair out there..and maybe some music.  I don't mind the silence though, I like sitting out there working on my spoons.  It's quiet, it gives you times to think and to plan.  Above all, it is a time when you can actually control what goes on.  In the world of work and conference calls and football practices and baths and dinner and running from here to there, the simple act of carving a spoon, working with your hands to shape something, feels pretty good.

I won't write a book called Chicken Soup for the Carver's Soul but, I'll make the spoon you can eat that soup with if you want. 

Birch tonight.  I like it.  My hands still smell like wintergreen despite washing them.  The picture isn't great, but you get the idea.

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