Custom woodworking and art
Finishing up with my morning ritual ending with the brushing of my teeth I look to my left and read a plaque I carved some time ago that reads “Be here now”. I see it every morning and every night though I don’t always read it. I surround myself with carved words and carved symbols for what reason…well I think that might be where I’m going with this post but you never really know. Maybe it’s just a form of O.C.D ….that is the attraction to words and their power and the fascination with animals and other objects coming through the walls of my home (yea it’s as strange a place as you think it might be) (maybe even stranger). I think a large part of the reason is that I fear forgetting my way through the woods. I think everyone has an inner truth that they are born with but few are lucky enough to grow to old age with it. Society,commercialism,consumerism,politics,work,tragedy and the evening news do everything in their power to take it from you and in its place they hope to replace it with fear. Lucky are those who follow their own voice never relenting to the wolves that wish to bring you down. I don’t think I ever built a piece of furniture for myself or my family where I wasn’t trying to write something. That is I am a writer at heart that’s not all that great with a pen but I’m fairly decent with a saw and chisel.
Words mean something but not everything. As they say action speaks louder than words. A friend of mine (TJC) once wrote a comment on one of my post that slightly taken from context said something like ” There is also fierce action in repose and that is a thing I am still learning. The pulled bowstring is quiet, yet much action takes place when it is released.” With this I agree whole heartedly with on caveat: that is you have to remember to eventually let go.
So I suppose my fascination with words,symbols and wood come from the ability for them to remind you ,for them to be a beacon, a light, a warning and most importantly a sense of hope. But in the end they are just words. They can remind you of the path but it’s up to you to forge it.
So when someone tells you something can’t be done or doubts that you’re not smart enough or good enough or lucky enough. When they look at you with disdain and say “yea right when pigs fly” You tell them to look up but to make it quick because I hear sometimes those flying pigs shit like a goose………. Damn right.