Cultural influences on crafts and craft work
Of all of the places I visit to look at the work of our fore-bearing woodworkers, some of my favourites are those that depict a cultural way of life that encapsulates a sort of a sustainable wholeness we might seldom see today.
By wholeness I mean a culture that contains within itself a sustainability that doesn’t revolve around saving alluminium cans to serve the same addictive content over and over but hand made goods that will still be
I have heard and sung this song for thirty years and found many hidden truths in its simplicity.
Tis a gift to be simple, tis a gift to be free
Tis a gift to come round where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in a place just right
It will be in the valley of love and delight
Where true simplicity is gained
To bow and to bend we shall not be ashamed
To turn, turn will be our delight
Till by turning, turning we come round right.
Hancock Shaker Village - entrepreneurial and industrious
There can be no doubt Shaker investment of work resulting from faith-wrought conviction developed a way of life we will never see again. It’s not surprising that the group faded away to become mere memory following some of the unusual teachings they proscribed to. But looking beyond celibacy, separation and other aspects of Shaker life, it is evident that they pursued a measure of collective unison that brought joy to their work and
It was as I said, eye opening first, inspiring second and dovetailing third. The first dovetails were really good, the second ones less perfect and then we started the boxes and we were on our way to discovery. Half boxes stood on the bench as we closed for the day and swept the floor. We were feeling and touching real wood and real wood worked into walls of boxes meant we understood the principles well enough to make dovetails for the rest of our lives. Sawing is an important skill and having the
Seasons and seasonings change
My day was filled in the "seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness" October brings though not in my native England. Yes we had rain, but it was made the more lovely by visiting The Hancock Shaker Village again.
My day off was spent on a return visit to the Hankcock Shaker Museum. Though I felt like an English interloper from Manchester England, I derived a lot of pleasure in the reality that the way I was trained was identical to the way the Shaker craftsmen and