Wood of Acquisition
….in this place of all that surrounds me here,
i am infatuated with the beauty that comes from wood,
where one can go from being pressed hard to circumvent tasteless wood journeys,
into the artistic imaginations of finding my place as ‘wood art’....
—-and so with that thought in mind,
slowly i arise from the floor-space,
where i have been doing time in my work-space,
as i push up from this place of knee-space….
—-stretching now i think back to when knee-space was no-problem,
but then much has passed before these eyes of mine,
and greater more have been felt in time by my hands,
as i once spent ages working the rocks and woods of floors….
—-they say a man can dream best when looking at a tree,
and many battles have been lost or won by suffering wood,....
”Xerxes, I read, ‘halted his unwieldly army for days that he might contemplate to his satisfaction’ the beauty of a single sycamore—-in the form of it’s cousin, the Oriental plane.”
….wow just now i pause and think of the thoughts,
that present themselves before me as i work the wood….
—-slowly again i am evolving into a different creature of sorts,
while much of traditions of ‘traditional’ and ‘rustic’ are left sitting,
then there was the times of ‘contemporary’ furniture as i passed on through,
while now this piece of wood sits and speaks the language of sculpture….
—-free form sculpture has been calling my name,
and this one may be my hardest form of expression yet,
and many that want to see what is going on within these walls,
are telling me that this time i seem to be playing with dante’s inferno….
—-and so tis this sweetness of having a workin’ callous,
that once again causes me to find my place once again,
upon the knee-space of my work-space,
as i gather a gouge in hand and start removing the wood of acquisition….
Note: ....quote on Xerxes; was taken from ”Pilgrim At Tinker Creek”, Chapter 6; The Present….by Annie Dillard
”….there never was a need to follow other’s, as within this range of my head-space, i have as of yet an unfathomable abundant supply of imagination, with which to create many wondrous works of ‘wood art’....”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/