in the layers of life / it’s darkest in the middle / right where the eye wants to fall.
This is one of those times.
about the practice of doing.
In order to become something useful or beautiful, that pile of wood has to go through a transformative process that only a true woodworker understands. And for this craftsman, that process becomes very personal, with the wood an extension or representation of myself, going through life, going from a pile of wood, to becoming something beautiful and useful.