12:08 PM PST, 5/27/2007
Many years ago my Uncle was cleaning out his extra wood inventory. He always called me for that. As a cabinet maker you kind of develop a strange affection for wood. You end up with lots of scraps but they are pretty scraps and you can't seem to bring yourself to throw them away or burn them. So he would call me up and say " Hey I bet could use some wood" and I always took the stuff. After loading my truck with highly figured wood scraps he came out and handed me a few pieces of cherry. " Don't forget these" , he said, " they will make great spoons"
Well Uncle Mark didn't really care what they where used for so long as they where no longer at his house taking up space. I never did make them into spoons. But I did remember his advice and took up the practice of spoon making. Not regularly but whenever I got caught in a sort of limbo. Like between trips to pick up the kids, or while waiting for baseball practice to get over, or while waiting for a call from someone or other... you get the idea.
Lately as I have been caught in limbo more and more often, I have spent a lot of time carving spoons. I started to look on the ground when I walk thru the woods for interesting pieces. Some seem to beg me to pick them up and carve them. This is how I discovered the magic that lies within roots.
Roots are special, they are twisted in wonderfully interesting ways. Even better is the way they like to separate when cut, they are exceptionally well behaved and very often seem to be begging to be spoons.
I don't know if selling spoons will ever yield me a decent wage but I do enjoy making them. If you would like to see my work you are most welcome to visit snazzybox.com