ZigZag

A day at the woodpiles. Making a strange zigzag of planks from one pile to another and then into the shop. Using one plank to slide 4m planks of potential sofa material from a more distant store to an existing one in front of the shop. Measuring, checking, planing and cutting where appropriate on the way. 

I had one of those realizations that seem important at the time as I steered my mind consciously away from the image of the finished item that is the realm of the designer and then put on the hat of the artisan concentrating on the simple selection and preparation of materials. It is weird how these little changes of mindset have such a big effect. Working away at drawings and designs is useful, but it doesn't get one any closer to the end product, so a change of hats is essential when one has the challenging multiplicity of personality that leeds one to attempt all stages of the production. I must have felt similar switches before, but this time with greater clarity of purpose.

Anyway, as always it was satisfying to see the patterns of wood emerge from the grimey lumps kept hidden under protective sheets for so long.