Trees live, and no living being dreams of becoming something lifeless and unrecognizable. We seldom associate the living magnificence of a tree, with the sheer utilitarian nature of what we call wood. Can we humbly and with artistry, reminisce with the once living tree, and create a memory of grace, beauty and strength in physical form. Different from the tree but true to the dreams held within the wood.
This collection of photos are of some of the spoons that I have on display at Speakeasy Arts Cooperative @ 746 Broadway St. in Tacoma. We are open Thursday thru Sunday 11am to 6pm. All of the wood used has been gathered either from fallen limbs on the island or salvaged from different job sites in Arizona and Texas, the finishes range from acrylic paint and enamel to berry washes and olive oil/wax, with some occasional pastel thrown in just to keep it lively.
This collection of photos are of some of the spoons that I have on display at Speakeasy Arts Cooperative @ 746 Broadway St. in Tacoma.
ReplyDeleteWe are open Thursday thru Sunday 11am to 6pm.
All of the wood used has been gathered either from fallen limbs on the island or salvaged from different job sites in Arizona and Texas, the finishes range from acrylic paint and enamel to berry washes and olive oil/wax, with some occasional pastel thrown in just to keep it lively.