Japanese, Russian, Danish teapot lid
life is a miracle
Some time back I got a unexpected mail from Russia, a man wrote me that his wife’s teapot got a broken lid and that he would love if I could make her a new.
I don’t know the man who wrote me, I don’t know his wife, I have never been to Russia, in fact my grandfather was a soldier, in command of a cold war base in Denmark, to keep us protected against the danger from Russia, during the cold war years.
So yes nothing would make me more happy than to make this gesture of love, a gesture of love to not only a strangers wife but a man from a place that once was represented as the enemy. For me love is the answer, I truly believe that if we make room for love, war will be history, so in the memory of my grandfather and in my hope for peace on earth, I was more than happy to become a part of this adventure, this fairytale in real life.
So enough of the great words, back to reality MaFe, woodworking and joy.
I have to admit, my Russian and our friend Alexey Khasyanov ’s Danish are not the best, so our communication were at a low level, but somehow it made it just better.
At first I think that he wished me to make it in clay but I took the decision to make it in wood, I think MaFe is the wood guy and that my Japanese adventures in wood have made me close and affected to this.
(I’m not sure if it was only my wish, but I think it came to a good point).
Alexey send me a few photos with measures or where I could guess some measures. ;-)
So lets get into the making.
I was given some BANKIRAI wood from a friend and thought it would be lovely to pass some on as gift, so I ran it through the thicknesser, to get the desired starting point.
Then cut to square.
Transfer the measures as I hoped they were…
The truth is I had no plan where I was going, just an idea that I would follow my heart and see where it went.
So I just started out with a Japanese plane and chisel, to get into the mood.
Transferring measures and using a cutting gauge.
Just got this beautiful Japanese NANKIN-KANNA spoke shave, it has a antique hand forged blade and a new hand made body, so to use this made me get into the mood.
It’s amazing, no other spoke shave I have works this smooth.
The sole, with a nice tight mouth.
I had an idea of ripples of water, but honestly, I’m not the a carving man.
Rays of light in the water…
Stop it MaFe san, you are not like that!
So shaved it all of again.
Gave it some linseed oil.
The spoke shave also.
Found a good tobacco and a favorite pipe.
Mixed paint and just drifted away.
Wood, branches, flowers.
This is my world.
Some coats of Shellack .
My brand and I folded a bird for Alexey’s kids if he have some…
So now all I need is to pack it.
Some shaves from the making.
Just to protect it and add that smell I truly love.
Ohhh on the same day my friend Flemming gave me the caliper at the bottom as a present, brass a beautiful old one. I am a lucky man. Life makes sense, don’t give to expect gifts, give from your heart, life will give you back plenty, sometimes from a different place, this is what makes it magic.
So a wrap.
Now just a matter of writing the address and hoping it will make it.
A month later I got a mail!
It had arrived in Russia, here you see Alexey and his wonderful family with the lid.
Some people do not believe in magic…
For me this is kind of a evidence.
Magic do exist, we just have to believe in it and I think I can speak for both Alexey and I, we do know it exist.
I send thanks and wonderful thoughts to you dear Alexey, thank you for believing in magic and in that way make my life better than fairytales, I have a big smile on my face and send my love to you and the family.
-- MAD F, the fanatical rhykenologist and vintage architect. Democraticwoodworking.