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These antlers and I have worked together. I imagine a scene and enjoy the rapid firing of scoping my collection of antlers trying to find the right one for what it is I see inside my imagination. These carvings are true one of a kinds that are created through immense channelled emotions and with no time limitations.
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Can You Hear the Laughter?
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One morning while driving down the highway my attention became focus on a sound. It wasn’t audible although I could clearly hear it…and so did the artist inside me. The sound was that of children’s laughter.
It was so captivating! It was moving, almost haunting but in an angelic way. It would come and go frequently and continued to do so for some time. It was as though ‘we’ were waiting (or maybe) wanting for more to happen and long after first hearing the sound it did. The image of the next carving became clear in the artist’s mind.
Over two and a half years have passed since we were first exposed to that imaginary sound. Gratefully, the artist took me into his world of creativity and used my hands to create this sound in a carving.
Now, we hope to take you back in time when you were a child.
- Clear your mind and take a deep relaxing breath.
- Look through the knot hole in the lower right hand corner of this crate.
- Allow your mind to take you back to a time without care or concern.
- Now close your eyes until you see yourself as a part of the image you’ve just seen.
What can you hear?
Is it laughter?
Is it your laughter?
If it is, our job is done.
Consider yourself one of the thousands of children the artist saw playing on that old tire while he carved.
Hopefully what has stirred in our imagination will lighten your heart, bring back wonderful childhood memories or at the very least, let you hear the sounds of laughter that needed to be brought to you here.
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Memory Lane
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Happy Surprise 50th Pat!
I wish I could have been there to share in your special day reaching
the big 5-0. Here’s to the next 50! All the best my friend:
Cheers!
And to you Pam:
Thank you for allowing me to provide you with this one of a kind
gift for Pat. I enjoyed reading your e-mails and sentimental
memories. I feel as though I’ve shared in your lives trying
to create this image. From you first meeting one another to your
first date, the list goes on, so let’s take a trip down
Memory Lane.
- The posted sign “Summit 2000 miles” representing
the bar the two of you first met in
- The cowboy hat on top of the rug sack along with cowboy boots
and gun case, represents Pat’s enjoyment for country, hunting,
and the end of a successful hunt where he returns to you
- The cabin as you know, is one of the lodges Pat hunts at that
he helped build
- His initials are inscribed in the main top beam, the one he
helped set it in place
- You mentioned a lot of beer was consumed while installing the
railing on this cabin so I placed a case of “Labatt’s
50” beer on the deck
- Some of the railing went in crooked hence the name above the
doorway “Good nuff’ Camp” as it was for the
owner, good enough
- There’s a horseshoe above the doorway, good luck to all
- The open door on the cabin is to represent ‘welcoming’
- The connected batteries? You wrote of your attraction to Pat’s
gentleman trusting nature when you heard the story of when he
lent his jumper cables to a lady he did not know that required
them to get her car started. Pat’s request was for her
to just drop them off at the next town’s hardware store.
What a guy!
- The very important unicorn story! Pat’s harvest of a
moose in 2000 with one long horn on the right side is being told
here at the campfire. Pat’s guide Bert, to the left, is
mocking Pat by gesturing the unicorn moose by holding up his
right hand to his forehead with his index finger extended. Pat,
to the right, is holding up a bottle of black velvet (drink of
choice) in celebration because in 2004 he came back for more
and redeemed himself by harvesting a much larger moose
- To the right of the cabin hangs Pat’s moose that helped
redeem him
- I was able to get a cap on Pat with part of the words you mentioned
that made up his favorite cap. (Best B#$*&@^)
- 50 is carved into the stump Pat is sitting on
- The drift boat you spent your first date on with Pat is down
by the river tied to a post
- Take enjoyment in the license 5574129 carved into the front
of the drift boat (55…May 5th, your wedding day), (74…July
4th, your birth date), (129…December 9, Pat’s birth
date)
- The 16 lbs. salmon you caught on your first date with Pat
is hanging from the same post the drift boat is tied to. The
scale the fish is attached to reads 16, just so we know who caught
this one Pam!
- The name on the side of the boat? Your nickname Pam, “Wildbabe”
- And for the record, this naturally shed moose antler came
from the same camp you redeemed yourself at Pat.
Enjoy your today and your tomorrow as it creates behind you, a
Memory Lane. Happy 50th Pat!
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Fading
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Dimensions:
18.5" x 8" x 16.5"
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In the summer of 2005 I was invited to attend an event called
The Show and Shine. Owners of cars and trucks from past and present
were being displayed. The vehicles were meticulously cared for
and/or restored and I wanted to have a carving that would connect
me to this event.
In preparation for the show my imagination took me to a place
where one of these old gems got left behind, lost and deteriorating
over time. While I carved, I felt a sense of abandonment, solitude
and excitable adventure. Why was the truck left here? Who was driving?
Quiet, lonely and yet peaceful here by the pond nestled in an
old oak-forest where the remains of a past campfire are still evident.
Imagine the occupants of this truck starting out on a day's adventure
and ending up here.
I selected this moose antler for several reasons. The antler
represents aging, fading and one would think, finality. Just when
you thought the antler would deteriorate until the earth consumed
it, it was given to me to create something new. As is the truck,
slowly deteriorating until one day, the right person at the right
time finds this treasure and turns it into something new. Until
then, it will continue 'Fading'.
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Nowhere to Run
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Dimensions:
Base 7.5" round
Carving 14" x 4" x 6"
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In this carving, we find ourselves hiking the high country. The
air is thin, the wildflowers are in bloom and all wild things are
looking at their best. We break for a snack. Immediately our attention
focuses on a Dahl sheep cresting a rock ledge a couple of hundred
yards away from where we sit.
While admiring the sheep’s spectacular set of horns and
healthy appearance through binoculars a large image just down the
slope from the sheep redirects our attention. We set our focus
on the intruder and realize it’s the approach of a large
male grizzly. Oh my! It’s stalking that sheep on the ledge!
Each step the grizzly takes toward the sheep is precise and deliberate.
Through our binoculars we can see the grizzly closing the gap towards
the sheep. The anticipation of what is about to take place is extreme.
The confidence of the sheep indicates it's already pre selected
a rocky decent to escape. The bear on the other hand thinks the
sheep has ‘Nowhere to Run’.
My second carving in sheep horn, I tried to capture a story of
a trophy Dahl sheep being stalked by a grizzly. The horn is that
of a Dahl sheep found as a winter kill in Alaska. The story, that’s
fictional.
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