I have been a bit lazy recently when it comes to blogging but I have still been busy. I may be a stranger to my laptop but my workroom and I are bosom buddies. My poor wife thinks she has been abandoned for my dusty mistress, but when the wood calls I am helpless to refuse.
Many an hour has been spent slowly turning a branch in my hands, lost in the intricate patterns of the grain. Many a day has disappeared in the blink of an eye as the spirit of the wood has slowly emerged and a pile of bark and shavings has appeared around my feet.
Clouds of sawdust and incense have diffused the light as I work. Flickering candles have danced to the music of the plane and saw and blade. Magic has been made.
And finally I have emerged from the dust to find that spring has crept across the landscape and the heady, intoxicating, sweet scent of green is returning to the land.
It was on a mist shrouded afternoon that we headed for the moors to renew our spirits and feed our souls.
And to take a few photo's, of course. I even managed to persuade my lovely witch to model a few of them for me.
|Hand Carved Staff|
|Hand Carved Druid Staff|
My first attempt at carving a head. He's not quite right, technically speaking, but I like his character and I learnt so much from him.
|A Witch, the moors, and a staff of twisted willow|
|Twisted Willow Staff with Carved Head|
|Don't Mess with A Witch!|
So now you know what I've been up to while I haven't been blogging.