It’s easy for those of us who are a little bit creative to start taking ourselves too seriously . . . .
So, hopefully avoiding that one, just a few thoughts about my stuff :
Every piece of timber has its own intrinsic beauty, and tells a story. Passing years, seasonal and climatic changes, fungal attack and other events are recorded in the growth rings, grain pattern and colour . . . . and that’s before we start messing with it.
I’ve always been fascinated by form in Nature, and this has inspired me to show the beauty as I see it.
George Herbert, an early 17th century metaphysical poet and philosopher, put it pretty neatly :
A man that looks on glass,
On it may stay his eye,
Or, if he pleaseth, through it pass,
And then the heav’n espy
He says that Nature is like a window : you can either simply look AT it, admiring its incredible beauty, complexity and variety, or you can look THROUGH it towards the greater Reality it reveals . . . .
" I couldn't have put it better myself there is a beauty in wood that's unique "

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