Phantom of My Woodworking Heart
….out of the city i walked one day into a forest of wood,
never looking back at those objects that once held me,
saving my soul from the plight of the lost and un-redeemed,
i came to re-pair my-self from the time zone of asphalt jungles….
….those ills i took on then back there in that forest of steel,
have now cursed me again with a reminder of a jaded past,
but I am far better now by the under-standing i gained from wood,
i was made for wood and in this medium of art i soon came forth….
….i still remember a man who worked to furnish his own ego,
but out here a man’s ego has no-place against a forest of trees,
soon i waundered into the woods to place my mark upon the land,
only to realize that sooner than later the mark was placed on me….
….learning the ways of wood taught by the words of ancient trees,
i soon learned that the meaning of silence is not what other’s taught,
silence can-not be bought or taught but comes after the death of self,
out here empty spaces tell no-lies to a wood hermit turned hobbit….
This feels like a hard story to write about, one slab of wood against a backdrop of silken fire desire. But what I have found in a life-time of writing words, is that if I will just be faith-full and write, then the words will come spilling out. Best that I can tell you is that this is much like how after cutting one’s finger the blood flows forth, same with my writing….lay a pen across the phantom of my wood-working heart and the words just flow.
So I will start out by setting forth the main actor in this word-full wood play….and I shall call her ‘KuroKongouseki’ or if your not following my Japanese word usage, then we can go with my jeweled ‘black diamond’. KuroKongouseki came into my life about 2 years ago and has been sitting outside gathering her beauty from the seasons of elements due to weather. During that span of time I have all-ways had my eye on her and, ever so often I would stop by where she was resting, to sit a spell and check her out.
Today I started a new and fifth burn on her, but for this blog//story I am going to re-capture some of those earlier burns. Some of what I am posting has all-ready been posted in different stories over the past couple of weeks, but today I am gathering all that information together in one act. The added treat is that there is much in the way I have chosen to work this piece, both in pictures and information, so brew your-self up a cup of tea, sit back and enjoy….and also remember that the wood, KuroKongouseki….all-ways has the last word.
My Jeweled Black Diamond
Every story must have a beginning, so I shall start with how this piece, which is full of character and also shows how the wood has mellowed with age….
….what comes now is the start of the first burn….
….in which I proceed to use a small propane torch. Next I’ll start my second burn….
….while this burn is started to produce a much better burn, with some smoke thrown in. After leaving for about 30 minutes to do some work in the workshop, I re-turned to this pleasing sight….
….and now it’s time to mix it all up with 10 gallons of water.
After letting the chunk-o-hunk piece of wood sit outside for a couple of days, it then be-came time to bring the wood in. Well one of these days I might start working with smaller pieces of wood, but until then I guess I’ll keep working to get these ‘smaller’ sizes up. I will say that this one is not a big as what I have worked with in the past….
….some of my chisels that I use on my ‘wood art’ starts….
….and some more. You may also notice the ‘all’ handmade chisels, and I do not spend much time making these….whatever hardwood and then some-times softwood is handy.
Before the burn and….
….now I can get on with the third burn in and yes, I did this one in phases . I started doing a section of the wood complete with burning and then I would use the green woolite scrubbies, followed up with #80 grit sandpaper and then a brush….
….and, you will also notice the wood pattern here.
Moving on I then went to more of a heavy burn….
….and then the clean up. Done for the day.
Coming back the next day, since it was raining and I could not work in the woods, I proceeded to burn some more….
….and then the clean-up of the wood….
….with an-other view. You may notice in this photo how I have also cleaned up the crack in the middle of the wood with a timber chisel.
Well that’s all for this blog post….and if you’re wondering how far I’m going to ‘charcoal’ this piece of wood, just wait for my next post….and yes, plenty yet to come.
Two of my other wood blogs:
”....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood....”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/