Lift Earth Rise , compositional sketch on guitar
small eyes wonder
A five year old little girl with a pension for the aesthetics of random objects
while carving walnut to look like earth
of the golden dust of osage
he discovers eggs make lovely lanterns
walk out to find these things from my Goldsworthy protégée
the horse rolls out, making its provision and fuel
Quercus rubra holds Quercus alba for a shave
showing how much learning is found when a draw knife pulls through the grain
and much beauty in the life of trees
yielding four legs from the rugged giant of civilization (that is Mr. Q. Alba)
back to the door. routing tongues and tenons, applying coiled energy to transferred pattern
every fit feels like a miracle
and the two become one
“Onforan” becoming a door, framing a passage
embers stirring embers
into the incense of fearless youth
a seed within a seed, life and healing travel in a mysterious shell
later, the arrangement has changed, she’s at it again
meanwhile, nature imitates nature
round violently became flat, then eases its way into concavity
green tips taken by the hoof-shod
the edges wound-up by the steel-shod
summits of pollen-yellow splendor arise from the dust
in a moment, history and beauty merge and glow
while the broad axe composes its song
as it was written in fire
as it was written in wood
The School of the Transfer of Energy 
A wonderful sequence of images. I particularly like “”Onforan” becoming a door, framing a passage” with its “natural edge” joinery–a great idea. I’m curious; how do you clean up the natural edge of the inside, exposed edges of the rails and stiles? Card scrapers?
I’m a retired engineering faculty member who is trying to feed the artsy side of my life with woodworking (furniture, bowls, carving), photography, and writing family history. My parents were born and raised near Moundridge; I have deep Kansas roots. Your art is inspiring on many levels. Thank you.
Don
Thank you very much, Don. I always enjoy hearing from you. It is especially nice to know that you have Kansas Roots. I am grateful that what I do would be inspiring to one such as yourself. As far as cleaning up those natural edges, it involves a lot of patience. Mostly I use a combination of tools: a drawknife, carving knife and a few chisels and gouges, followed by a worn out random orbit sander, and then hand sanding. May your own endeavors be fruitful to their purpose.
Jack, this is one of my favorite posts! (Though I probably feel that way every time.) The marriage of that music and the imagery. I love seeing your children at play. That’s so cool! When I was overseas and you’d post a new song, at times I would just listen and drift out of where I was at. Is that a new sprout spoon out of walnut?
Thanks Mikey, It is good to know that the music gave you a place to drift when you where in Thailand. The spoon is got some characteristics of sprout. It is more of a curved ladle: a commission from Etsy.
That’s great news! Congrats!
Beautiful images from your world and I’m not sure what century this world is in but it’s a beautiful world.
Thank you, Steven. I am not sure what century it is either. Thank you for the comment.
This is all so beautiful!