autumn morning--collection of various things found on walks
All summer we have gone up the coast, down
the coast, inland and back. We built sand castles, made sandy fishtails
on our giggling grand-children's legs (yes, their legs were giggling :)
Eating candy cap mushroom ice cream at Cowlick's and watching the boys'
eyebrows go up in amazement that mushrooms could taste so good. We
waded in a stream, once a river, showing kids how to patiently
wait and simply look with no expectations. Then to finally see little
minnows swimming about--so magically appearing that the six year old
gleefully whispered look!look, MoMo--the invisible fish are there and there and there...hello...hello. Is that how mermaids look when they are first born?
porcelain is so much easier than wood. Still there is something about
making a simple wood spoon. Back in the B.C. (before clay) I carved in
stone and wood. Wood carving was mainly for woodblock printing and
scroll work, never a thought to carve a spoon. It was time, this
summer, when half the studio was packed up and moved and stored. My hands needed to
make something light, something that took time and quiet reflection.
far left spoon first one carved (white alder)
I wanted to just carve with my own strength, no assistance
from power tools. I used a coping saw to cut out a free form shape.
Small chisels to take away chunks. A hook blade and spoon gouge to form
the bowl---scraping little curls---the sound---musical notes that tell
me that the blade is sharp and true. It takes time, stopping to strop
the knives and stretching fingers. After a bit of practice, it was time for larger spoon. A piece of walnut, a gift from Herr (ah, he knows the way to this woman's heart!) When the spoon was done, it needed a
bit of sanding and finally some wood butter to make it satiny smooth. It's
big but light in weight. Just like a mermaid's heart.