Sunday 12 July 2009

kernow and back
















swallows in and out ,with the chickens squirrels rats mice various other little lovelies.Squirrels have turned from cute little chip and dales full of frollicking and gentle mischief ,to thiefs and vandals birds shit on stuff occasionally and things scurry sometimes in the shadows or sing startling me from wires above and to the left or right,I love it! its so real keeps me on my toes and keeps me amused.





Took a cupboard to kernow(Cornwall) at the weekend .I t looks lovely where it is now,surrounded by many old and beautiful things .Once again I have been lucky in that it has gone to some lovely people and a lovely place .If i've gtot it right there should be some pics some from the workshop and some where it is now.Next thing is a bench with a pike (fish) carved on it but thats a story for another day.
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birdinthehand said...

The art of words is sometimes, best said, honestly,face to face

16 March 2010 at 15:25

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applewood lampshade

OLD

Its in the memory of birds this age
The post on which to perch to proclaim mornings glory
the spots of the past where the pickings are richest
the ancestors favourites ,the old places

Its in the roots of the trees this age
As they suck in the leaves as they fall
with some knowledge returning to earth to roots
to nature,to nurture, to be reborn

its in the stones the oldness
the mothers bones exposed less
where moss and lichens creeping hand paints steadily
and the birdsong is distant like fading memories

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deepest, devon, United Kingdom
I don't know what I am but i know what i like.poetry, art and chipping at or joining together chunks of old wood,whilst listening to some good roots reggae or dub, world/folk music or blues all balanced by some good old punk rock.



solid oak post 3.5 feet high

rescued from collapsed original part of house in the dombseday book

I started with the natural bursts as eyes and soon got two faces

East,West Forwards and Back the green man is everywhere

The darker colours are the oxidisation of the exposed bits of outer timber over the many years

this piece took two months to carve.An allowance i made to myself for the first 2 months of this year.

which way to mordor