It turns out that commissions seem to come like stereotypical buses – none for ages and then two at once. I had the pleasure of accepting two very different commissions last week. The only thing was – they were both last minute with a very short time constraint. I did some juggling and evening work but fit them in and delivered both on time. Here’re pics of the projects:
After getting very frustrated trying to drive around a gridlocked Leicester over lunchtime today, I took out my angst on my bit of lumber! I’m delighted to have finished my modern day totem and now need to take my own advice. Charring the outside of the wood was a joy to do, and with a stiff brush the surface carbon comes off leaving a lovely dark woodgrain, which I have enhanced with some black shoe polish. Hopefully the wax will help resist the weather, and the exposed raw wood will gradually silver with age. The light was fading when I took the photo – I’ll try again when the sun isn’t setting!
You know me… never one to do something on a sensible scale, especially something new. Well, as normal, I’ve thrown myself into a new project and may be it’s a little bigger than it should have been for the first time I’ve picked up a chisel and mallet since I was at school.
The outhouse is being rebuilt, and our main contractor decided that a cross beam (apparently called a purlin) wasn’t needed, and it was pointless to take the timber back to the yard as the restock fee would negate the refund. So what does a mixed media artist do with a spare piece of planed lumber 7½” high and almost 16 feet long? He decides to carve it and make it into a modern day totem.
Yesterday, I managed to get the beam cut in half to 2400mm long and scorch the surface using a blow torch. Above is day one of my chipping away, learning how to hold mallet and chisel, take away just enough wood to get a bas relief without massive gouges because the chisel was upside down. A quick application of black shoe polish has helped define the scorching a little better and a quick buzz with a flap wheel sander on my Dremel and well… I’m certainly no master carpenter. I wonder if by the end of the phrase there’ll be a discernible improvement?