|Project by Mark Wilson||posted 12-11-2015 06:26 AM||1188 views||0 times favorited||12 comments|
The story begins with a branch of Camphor from the backyard.
I trimmed it (using my brand new tail vise for the first time), turned it round, made some cuts to look like Angels, (Okay. Penguin-shaped Angels), poked a 3/32” hole in each of their heads, took them to the bandsaw and cut the slab out of the middle, made halos out of a coat hanger (tail vise, again), left them unfinished because, doggone it, I like the way they smell, and took them down the street and gave them to Bonny and Clyde’s Mommy. She likes them.
The finished one, on the right in this photo, is the one I gave Joye last year. When I visited yesterday, I saw it among her Christmas decorations – she’s into that. (I’d forgotten all about it.) I picked it up, looked at the bottom, and said, “Hmm. My insignia is missing. I shall take it home and take care of that, and bring it back to you, forthwith.” This reminded me that I am capable of making Angels. (Angels that are shaped like penguin-shaped Angels. So, I made four more. I told her that, if she finds the aroma too pungent, I’ll be only too pleased to finish them. That’s what I did today.