What is Your Size of Wood Art….
….or does size matter when it comes to working the wood? What is the size you think of when working with wood? And so I have put together a few photos of how I often see into the wood. Trees come in all shapes and sizes and what I do with them often determines their final proportion. Now that I think upon that last sentence I am not sure about the use of the words….’final proportion’. How often have I my-self often received some piece of wood art, only to disagree with how the previous owner presented his art….and so I will tap into the wood and find a new way of showing. Take for instance how tables can be-come cabinets and hutches or barn siding can be-come tables and benches….and so with time all wood just goes around completing the circle.
Take for instance here how this one started, the little piece of white oak was a leftover from last years woodpile stacking and throughout the winter months just kept coming into my view as the snows would recede. Then often it would disappear from sight when new snow moved in….but this piece of wood never left my memory as the winter continued. Then comes spring and I place the piece of oak in a more safe habitat where I watch it each evening as I gather wood for the evenings fire. By now I know I have a piece of ‘wood art’ waiting to erupt before my eyes. Remember I’m still in what I call ‘gathering mode’ and so I’m just letting time bring forth in her own way.
Next you will see the larger block of pine, which has been sitting out-side for too many years now and this is one we use as a small table in the back of the house for water and cups of tea as we watch the sun go down in the evenings. So one evening we’re sitting out back and I just can-not seem to settle down, so I’m roaming through varies pieces of wood when, I remember the small piece of curly oak and then my mind flashes to the piece of timber cut pine. Well that’s all it takes and we have a marriage of two different sizes of wood along with species.
By now I know I’m on the right track, while my-self also calms down as I sit down to enjoy the evening sunset….hmmm, all this going on in-side my head and my wife has no-idea of what has just transpired.
So this after-noon I’m down in the cellar of the barn working, when my eyes rest upon this piece of timber (hemlock) from the barn construction eight years ago. That’s right eight years ago and I never throw good wood away….actually back then I heard this one speak to me and tell me then an idea of how it would be used. So I haul the timber up to front of my barn and start listening as these two pieces of wood start telling me how they are to be brought forth. This was//is only the roughing in of the wood out-side, where after all that was done today I carry them into my shop for hours of final tuning and finishing yet ahead.
For now I will speak my few words and let the photos speak their thousands of words, about who they are….
….punky wood re-mov-all….
….fine cut with a chainsaw to within an 1/8’’, while second cut puts it right on the line….
….wood as in touch with nature….
….tenon joint, white oak and hemlock pine….
….moving on for now.
’’....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood....’‘
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/