Ageless Wood ….caught this one watching,a treasure from moosehead lake,wood spirit abides….—-by flp ————————————————————————————————————————————————- ....and so yes age-less wood has s...
Old Barns Have a Life of Their Own ….illuminated,barn spirits await their turn,I pause to reflect…. ….old barn gathers new,new wood mixes with old wood,boards dry across bay…. ….boards soak to full-fill,character be-comes milieu,new think tanks of wood…. ….this one calls my name,maple crown turned up-side down,dreaming what can be….—-by flp —————————————&...
Rockin’ Knot ....my angles are true,rockin’ knot declares it’s self,tung oil gives good sheen….—by flp ——————————————————————————————————————————————————R...
Awakened In Your Gobi ....it seems as if i am teller of tales that bears your beauty forth,why am i so woodly anomic when all your warmth of hue surrounds me,culler of the art that comes from hand-tooling your existence of being,while faith-fully noted are the cracks of character that provide story…. ....planed from the start by gouges that wrought some sense of stability,your spoken desire was what soon caught the attention of my ears,and what if my hands started breathing wi...
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...
Tell Tale FootPrints…. ....frosted silver hoariness,aged from within the confines of time,and so my oaken leaf settled down,imaged herein i left an image of my likeness,time continues on with presence of mind,upon a slab of golden shellacked rock maple....—by flp ——————————————————————————————&...
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 ——————————————————————————————————...
Wood Thoughts ....dreaming with wood art,ending my day with sculpture,wood shapes who i am….—by flp —————————————————————————————————————————————————————R...
The Muse of Dancing Wood Art ....dancing water drops, my vision instilled on wood, shimmers of shellac…. —by flp ——————————————————————————————————————————————————...
Prepping Wood and Shellac for Rain I do hope that all reading herein are understanding that I am writing in retrospect….as these writings are running a few days behind where I am today. My life is much too busy to be writing and testing, plus taking photos on a daily basis, so one could say that I am writing from within a time warp as I also must keep in mind that winter is coming. Winter involves putting some machines to sleep and then there is the waking up of those winter machines...
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