|Project by Mark Wilson||posted 08-19-2016 12:38 AM||788 views||0 times favorited||22 comments|
Here we go on another journey through Wilon’s head. Oh joy.
About a month ago, having been heartily engaged in making a living, sans “job,” I decided to sharpen my tools. I did so, rather nicely, thank you very much. Needing a way to find out just how swell a sharpening job I had done, I lifted this off the shelf, where it had been for more than year.
A Jacaranda log, about 4” in diameter and 10” long. Nicely seasoned, after having sat on the shelf for more than a year.
What I envisioned (more to the point, what VIMH was suggesting) was a vase, emerging. I proceeded, forthwith.
Retaining bark, in an attractive way.
I like where this is going.
Really. I do.
So I polished it up.
Then, in the hollowing, I tried to go all egg-shell on it.
And it might still have passed for a vase. Instead:
There it sat, on the chuck, for the next two weeks or so, whilst I cogitated upon doing some colorizing on the top part.
Today, being the day-off I gave myself from my money-making Happy Place this week, I decided to go ahead and be done with this, so’s I can move on to something else.
It is done.
Thank you, and, I apologize.