Very personal note: For this burl turning, all the distressed features in the wood reminded me of an ancient Greco-Roman vessel and inspired the name, Pompeii. That was over a decade ago.
Today, Gaye and I are renaming Pompeii. From now on, it will be Raven’s Peace. And it will cradle the ashes of our beloved Portuguese Water Dog, Raven. A Spirit dear to our hearts, he will make us giggle and cry forever.
Run free, sweet Raven. And rest in Peace.
So many of my turned pieces originated from found treasures in a waste pile from some sort of commercial logging or clearing project.
So it was with this piece of oak burl that I found at a road-clearing project on Little Pisgah Mountain, east of Asheville, NC. As is typical, the commercially valuable timber was hauled to a sawmill and the “waste” wood bulldozed together to be burned.
The shape of the “blank” and the character of the wood significantly dictated its final form. I burned nothing. The piece accomplished that dark-edged affect all on its own.