Yes it sounds like a funny movie, but at the end of the day, it was a warm meeting amongst two fellow Lumber Jocks.
I travel to Paris app. once a month to spend time with my fiancée Caroline, and it showed out Sodabowski lives just around the corner from Caroline there…
So after Sodabowski and I have had some conversations on Lj, we agree that it would be fine to meet and say hello the next time I would be here, and this was the time.
The day came.
We agreed to meet in front of the Luxemburg parc, and I explained that I would come on my black bicycle wearing my six piece hat, and a shoulder bag – Sodabowski would be in dark jacket and jeans, and with his camera, almost like a rendezvous now. Smiles.
And so we did; we said hallo and I think I felt a warm person here in the cold but mild Paris. We went for the main gate, and I saw my favorite woman was there, an old French woman that sells warm chestnuts there in the winter and ice in the summer. As I said to Sodabowski I always wish to give her a big kiss, but I feel sure she would plant a strong hand in my face if I did, so I just bought some chest nuts, and we walked in the park, eating warm chestnuts.
(Bee houses in the park).
As we walked we talked about LJ, what we see, and our common passion for photography, we even had the same cameras, but also politics and more sensitive subjects was with us on this walk, always with interest and understanding.
Yes Sodabowski is a warm and knowing guy no doubt.
(Pavilion for the rain and a place for the parks people).
We spoke of architecture, about what a shame it is, that no one will spend this little extra any more, to make something ‘grand’, something with a heart and soul, like the little pavilions in the park.
(Detail of water outlet).
That sometimes it’s needed with big leaders to do some big things, but that we did not feel impressed by the present French leader that makes ‘grand’ plans but do nothing, except to use it for politics.
Sodabowski told me of a wonderful place in Paris where they cut veneer and that they have such wonderful things, so we agree to do that next time I will be in Paris.
(Sculpture or dance; we were not the only once to have a talk here).
We both share this passion for photography, so when we saw these guys we both needed to take a picture, this was more than two gardeners having a deserved brake.
(Caught in the hack’t).
And they were surprised for our interest and smiled after been held for ever in the cameras pixels.
(Sodabowski meets MaFe / Canon meets Canon).
Yes here he is the big Sodabowski, taking a picture of he knows what.
(This one is on you Sodabowski).
(Thoughts in the woods).
And like this we float around the park, and after to a brasserie for a beer, we decided to try some from Corsica, and this might have been a bad idea, since we both got a terrible headache from this one beer (I had two, but the other was not from there).
So for now we said goodbye with a big strong hug and a smile on the lips, and agreed that if my neck is ok to meet Monday for an espresso in the center of Paris, where I have some errands to do for a friend.
(Look what I got!).
On the walk I got not only one, but two presents, I did not expect that at all.
I got a little piece of wood from a tree in the family city of Sodabowski (I don’t remember what city or wood help me!).
And a little hand cut pipe from boxwood, that he had cut himself when he was very young, and he had thought that I was the one person who should have it! Do I need to say I was deeply touched? Thank you so much.
(A grateful smile).
And here me at the end of the day home again, thinking of the day with a big smile as you can see.
THANK YOU Sodabowski!!!
While we are in Paris, I want to show you one of my latest tools.
The reason to show it here is that it’s French.
The box in itself is for me a beauty, with handmade hinges, and years of patina.
That it, when I saw this set I fell in love, I can just imagine the man in high hat and elegant dress walking the street in Paris on his way with this box under his arm, probably towards a production place or God knows where.
Imagine how important and proud he must have looked, when he opened this box, and tested the quality, looked with approving gestures to the makers, and then closed the box, and left the room with his pipe smoke after him.
(The maker; E. Buleux).
Yes I can’t help it, I’m a dreamer, but just the feeling in the tools, the precision used, the hours spend, to make this set, and the jobs it have probably done, it give a feeling of being able to touch history.
Will I use it a lot for wood working – perhaps not – time will show, but it sure makes me smile, and this is after all what it is all about by the end of the day.
Just like Sodabowski and I did when we said goodbye.
Best thoughts from my heart, and a big thank you to you Thomas Sodabowski for this fine time,
-- Mad F, the fanatical rhykenologist and vintage architect. Democraticwoodworking.