nature

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

Walking Man of the Roots

Walkning Man of the Roots, detail

Go On, Obed Edom

For many years the story and name of Obed Edom have struck deeply within me. His story in the bible is pretty short. As with many things I have tried to make my work a path into exploring this mystery. This print is now finished. To go along with its completion, I have included a song that I wrote a number of years ago of the same subject and with the same goal in mind. I hope that they are moderately fitting accompaniment to a powerful story and special man who I know very little about.

“I Chose You, Obed Edom” linocut, 12″x18″, sepia ink on French’s Durotone paper

eyes and burning “V”, feather, wheat and cedar sprig in his head covering.

Cherubim and Mercy Seat

Obed Edom’s right hand

three birds in his beard

The Holy Ghost’s wild goose, and sleeping kestrel

There is a deeper root

Silver Trumpet edit

After The Storm

White Oak and Cherry

A bowl for Clive, a mantle for Tanner, and a spoon and a saddle (I am only responsible for the plaque, which is in hedge and walnut) for Harold. This weeks bonus image is a little tree frog freshly emerged from my son’s tadpole nursery. I trust you’ll forgive so many images of one bowl when you consider how stunning the character of the grain is from every angle.