Sitting With Some Old Friends ….sitting with some old friends,and what is this need that shakes my be-ing,till from the shards of my distant past,comes the dust storm of ever present wood-chips…. ….these friends have sat patiently now,as the years pass and seasons come and go,their numbers all-ways on the increase-decrease,but with patience and expectancy they abide…. ….my friends have with-stood the ages of change,knowing that in these times-these too shall p...
Turning A Page In Life…. ….can we define the moment that wood took hold, can i fathom the canker i have be-come within my woods, who can understand that time when light exposed pine, and color bore witness to the heavens under which we lived…. ….i have walked in silence before the trees of these woods, where i shunned the teachings that came from noisy man, after all what is man but a creature of manifold knottiness, sent on his ways by the opinions he ply’s daily ...
A Story of Lakh ….garnetiferous,an expression of mein air,your color plays me….—-by flp ——————————————————————————————————————————————Every picture tells a story…. if I the recipient can...
Which came first....! ....and so there remains a question that has been posed to me….which I shall attempt in some feeble way to exploit some light upon. It has been asked: Does art imitate nature....? or Does nature imitate art....? WOW! What a power pack of a question or either the shadow of thinking that would tend to describe and inscribe me within a box. Can any answer this question or is the question it-self designed, to limit an answer within the fabric of two popu...
Painted Expressions In Wood and Canvas ....what i write in wood,by the gouging of words,is the need to express my-self,but in the end i still fall short,since the wood has by this time also moved on and,i am left standing all alone….—by flp ——————————————————————————————————...
WoodWorking Vision ....how big is your wood-working vision?....and what happens to your head-room once the expansion within your head decides to get a vision of be-ing a-head outside?....where will you get your vision from and will you also frequent the market-places of traditions to honor the money-changers? ....for without a vision your wood will perish! ....just as the fire you feel within your belly of now,will just as soon also go into the alley ways of extinction,just like ...
Things Have Changed In These Woods ....so I’m out in the woods and, ‘things have changed’.... <div>Bob Dylan - Things Have ChangedUploaded by dylanne</div> Things Have Changed;—by Bob Dylan ....so lets continue on here some with this story. I used to come out this way more often….but now things have changed. As I wrote earlier in my last story, what has come down the road of these woods now is that after all the work that went into this area, ex...
More on Sankyaku Uddo ….if i could count all my stories,that have been re-corded as growth rings in trees,what would soon come forth is how small of faith i am,for who am i to stand up equal too one white oak….. ....it was one day back when that i walked into the forest of wood,and oh the joy and pain that awaited me in my new found birth,will i ever be able to express in part how my feelings felt back then,the expresso drink that was mixed with my blood and wood sapR...
Veteran of the Woods ....veteran of the woods at northern end,i scamper to keep ahead in this wood-worker’s dream,what if’s and thought’s of where it all began,are only the past rumblings of more to come as i work in stealth…. ....my modes of stealth are vast and often un-explained,since why should a creator re-veal the secrets of his//her art,no-one who works for art can be a copy-cat of borrowed dreams,much to the demise of clones who pass me by on borrowed...
Sacred Places of Wood ….herein lies the door to my soul,and where is the worker of wood’s soul to be found,but in the shop of their own making,far re-moved and off the beaten path of to-day’s clutter…. ….out here with the wood i can let imagination spread her wings,just as the lady called wisdom also dwells deep within these walls,enter in at this door and one enters a sacred place as time expires,just as in the forest of wood that so encircles me calling out my na...
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