Mostly boat and ship portraits, eagles and other marine art come out of my shop. I am as much interested in the philosophy of what I do as I am in the art and technique.
Way back, before your time indeed. I hung out with others of a similar twist of character, although many at the time thought us more than a bit twisted. One of the idiot games we enjoyed playing was called sacrilegious roulette. The rules were simple. We sat around and blasphemed. The first struck by lighting …
It's preindustrial, and made from scrap, but it works.
Almost every week Sensei says this in practice: "It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop." — Confucius Studied deliberation seems harder than going fast. But, at this time I'm under little economic compulsion to produce in haste, and going slow allows me time to master what I …
In 1966 I was aboard the old aircraft carrier USS Wasp. My squadron had deployed on the Wasp for anti-submarine warfare exercises, and we were frequently at battle stations. One night the ship was buttoned up and secure for night ops but, flying was out due to the severe storm system we were in. Sometime …
I entered my shop this morning to the smell of linseed oil, varnish, and wood shavings. I was transported to my friend's boat shop in Newbury, to the WoodenBoat School in Brookline, Maine, to the shipyard I worked in one summer and to the shops of mentors and friends from over the past fifty years. …
Carved by 19th century Salem Architect and carver Samuel McIntire any additional comment by me would be distracting from the vision.
What's old is not necessarily discarded. Not in tools nor skills. My shop is soooooo small that I can only fit one of those tiny 6-inch jointers in it — this is fine for most of the hoop tray portraits that I do. But, the carving of the Cunard liner Servia is much larger, and …
