Two weird looking pieces from the past week. I carved the Kuksa-thing last Saturday, and the spoon this afternoon. Obviously I made some mistakes with the spoon, but I learned a lot of stuff, too. This was my first attempt at kolrossing – of dubious success, my first attempt at using the back of a […]
Water if God wills it, he reminded himself. About the great matters, Roland, you have no say. Stephen King, Wolves of the Calla
This is the first spoon (coffee scoop, actually) that I’ve made that is going to a different home. I hope you like it Ms. Bobbie Lu! It’s dogswood, and sealed with butcher block conditioner. Still a bunch of things to improve, but this one taught me lots of lessons – most importantly: slow down!
I got to participate in Operation Toy Drop this year. It was a wild jump with insane winds, but I got some Singaporean wings and a bunch of kids are going to have a happier Christmas morning.
There are two ways of getting home; and one of them is to stay there. G.K. Chesterton, The Everlasting Man
My eyes don’t see; my ears don’t hear; My mind does not perceive you near. Instead with lowly fare and bland I stuff my guts and dull my hand. With look, with touch, with taste, with thought, I cheapen the glory which You bought On my behalf with pain and blood, Which should all Earthly […]
We know things because they are. God knows things, therefore they are. – Sinclair Ferguson
Love not too well the work of thy hands and the devices of thy heart; and remember that the true hope of the Noldor lieth in the West, and cometh from the Sea. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion
“The king is not saved by his great army; a warrior is not delivered by his great strength. The war horse is a false hope for salvation, and by its great might it cannot rescue. Behold, the eye of the Lord is on those who fear him, on those who hope in his steadfast love, […]
Cf. Psalm 2 Across all time, and in every age, Though kingdoms curse and rulers rage, Though many men and nations great Your laws abhor, Your mercies hate, Upon Your throne, Your humor high, Their plans You mock: their doom* is nigh. They raise their flags, their gauntlets throw. Upon Your king, true pow’r bestow. […]