Lately I've been really getting into making wood pieces. Throughout the years from as early as being a baby, my dad has always been a great woodsman. I always loved the smell of freshly cut, sanded and waxed mahogany, oak and beech; and it always brings back child memories of the wonderful and intricate rocking horses my dad used to make.
Ofcourse, his endless abilities to transform chunks of wood into wonderful creations is completely unattainable to me; the years of perfectionist craftsmanship and seemingly endless knowledge on the subject blows my mind.
Ofcourse, his endless abilities to transform chunks of wood into wonderful creations is completely unattainable to me; the years of perfectionist craftsmanship and seemingly endless knowledge on the subject blows my mind.
Lately, however, I've been venturing on a slow and steady voyage into crafting with wood. In my school years I managed to make a wooden deck chair for a school project , a very sturdy and cool coffin jewellery box and a few other, smaller pieces.
The nostalgic thrilling burst I felt when breaking into the wood last week has got me on a new rampage of making home decor, and I have always wanted to make custom small memorial boxes for peoples' beloved pets. Coming from a family who loves rats and have owned many, I've always wanted to make special burial boxes and memorials to each one (due to their unfortunately short lifespan, we have had 15 furry sweethearts we're blessed to have had).
The nostalgic thrilling burst I felt when breaking into the wood last week has got me on a new rampage of making home decor, and I have always wanted to make custom small memorial boxes for peoples' beloved pets. Coming from a family who loves rats and have owned many, I've always wanted to make special burial boxes and memorials to each one (due to their unfortunately short lifespan, we have had 15 furry sweethearts we're blessed to have had).
Well, finally, it's going to happen.
It's been a slow journey pushing my anxiety to the side and concentrating only on expressing myself through art, rather than letting my inner-demons keep hold of my self-confidence. It is through the small community of people who have consistently boosted my creative outlet with their constructive views, supported what I have done, helped me when I needed it and came to me for help in return that I am starting to stand up rather than hide in the back anymore. I can't thank you all enough; you who said "I would like this", you who said "Can you do this for me?", you who said "Have you tried this?" and you who said "I need your help". Feeling purposeful and knowing out there some of the things I have built made someone happy is so irreplaceable.
You can expect to look forward to seeing burial boxes, memorial boxes, picture frames, wall trophy art, candleabras, and many more wooden lovely things from me, always with the usual 'flair'. I'm so excited to talk ideas with you, create what you want and ofcourse one day put and end to my fears of failing, once and for all (almost would do, too!).
If you're reading this, Thankyou. xxx
You can expect to look forward to seeing burial boxes, memorial boxes, picture frames, wall trophy art, candleabras, and many more wooden lovely things from me, always with the usual 'flair'. I'm so excited to talk ideas with you, create what you want and ofcourse one day put and end to my fears of failing, once and for all (almost would do, too!).
If you're reading this, Thankyou. xxx
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