06/23/14 A few months ago I began doing wood sculpting. The first few pieces were done from blocks of kiln-dried wood. The desired object was drawn on the wood and I cut out unnecessary pieces. I was satisfied with what I was doing until I started working with found wood. Some pieces came from the side of the road, others at the beach.
I no longer could place a pattern on it. What I chose to carve came from what the wood allowed me to do. Often, during the course of cutting, a rotten piece became exposed and I needed to rethink a design I thought was perfect. I guess it’s similar to life.