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Come With a Stone Tree

Spout Root Spoon Route

Black walnut spoon with carving and ebonizing. It is for sale if you would like it.

spout root15 Osage Orange long handled spoon. It too is for commerce.

Here is a little of that walnut spoon before it was finished. The black or ebonizing is made by brushing a little bit of vinegar that has iron oxide (rust) dissolved in it. It reacts with tannic acid in wood and turns black on contact.

Now that our does have freshened with the wholesome milk of provision we have soap abounding. It’s good stuff.

A Vessel, Strange and Unknown Finds Walking Man

A vessel from the earth, strange and unknown, baring forth both blood and fire, finds Walking Man

When You Spoke, guitar, accordion, banjo, and voice.

Try Mend Make

Erde Stein Stahl

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My friend, Cody is the artist behind the stone and the metal. I have lent my hands.

Walking Man, Root

A new drawing of Walking Man with some contextual review. And a traditional tune called The Gobby-O, played by the skin of my teeth on the tenor banjo, with spoons and guitar.

Walking Man Works At Becoming a Tree

The Unmixing of Walking Man

Walking Man on a boat in the mist

Walking Man in the Sea

The Comissioning of Walking Man into a Mystery and Problem

Walking Man and the Miracle of the Flying Fish

Walking Man in the Tunnel of the Ancient

Walking Man Recovering that which was Lost

The Legend of Walking Man

Adamant

Walking Man of the Woods and City

Salt Creek

Layers of history at the bottom of the ancient ocean…

John Beartrist Laceroot Theme, 5-string banjo

Everything, Everything

The Sign of Jonah, guitar and voice

The ocean of images from the deluge of early February

If you like Jonah, check out my friend Robbie Pruitt’s opus.

Small History of Flying Fish

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…If we set the little paraffin lamp out at night, flying fish were attracted by the light and large and small, shot over the raft… flying fish7

…It sometimes happened that we heard an outburst of strong language from a man on deck when a cold flying fish came unexpectedly, at a good speed, slap into his face…

…They always came at a good pace and snout first, and if they caught one full in the face they made it burn and tingle…

…But the unprovoked attack was quickly forgiven by the injured party, for with all its drawbacks, we were in a maritime land of enchantment where delicious fish dishes came hurling through the air…

…We used to fry them for breakfast, and wether it was the fish, the cook or our appetites, they reminded us of fried troutlings once we had scraped the scales off… Thor Heyerdahl, Kon Tiki, 1950

…There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish. But what are they among so many people?……Now there was a great deal of grass in the place; so they sat down, about five thousand in all… …Then Jesus took the loaves, and when he had given thanks, he distributed them to those who were seated; so also the fish, as much as they wanted… …When they were satisfied, he told, he told his disciples, “Gather up the fragments left over, so that nothing may be lost.”

…So they gathered them up, and from the fragments of the five barley loaves, left by those who had eaten, they filled twelve baskets… John 6, 9-13 NRSV

In the dark and unlit ceiling of the Loretta Chapel there is a lonely painting of a chunky fish atop a heavy slab of bread. At the moment Thor Heyerdahl’s balsa log raft was colliding with a dusty man breaking bread in the grass of Palestine. The long pilgrim road leading through elder drifts, slabs of rock, mountains of hailstones, unearthly fish with a mouth like a grave. The sign of Jonah. Provision comes unlooked for, and fear is weathered away.

Brought Low

Working for and in collaboration with my friend, Cody, we have been preparing waney-edged planks and slabs of eastern red cedar and black walnut for loft and stair railings and countertops, while making much fodder for the compost pile.