Hello again!

I’ve been out and about, Cornwall, Devon(shire), Somerset (pronounced Zummerzet).  Even The Bodger gets a trip out now and again.  I’ve never visited Cornwall previously, and I found it very beautiful and interesting.


Italian Garden, Lost Gardens of Heligan


Heligan earth giant.

Inevitably there was much woodwork to see, some very beautiful carving of the Early Modern era.


Small photos are due to software updates beyond the control of The Blog Management.

We were going to take the ferry to Fowey, but it was too rough so we went by car.


Classic S-scroll work, pulpit, Fowey Parish Church

Also sculpture, insect-like Hepworth work in her St. Ives garden, of course she was a Yorkshire lass from Wakefield now home of the excellent Hepworth gallery..


Barbara Hepworth sculpture garden, St Ives.


Lots of joinery work on these cold frames!

IMG_0118_4This was a most excellently restored old Land Rover, right down to the nuts and bolts, surprised the headlights are so far apart though.

The second week, after a brief foray into Devonshire for Portland Bill and crab sandwiches, was spent by me at Bridgwater College, learning about box making with Peter Folansbee.  Jane was lucky enough to spend the week visiting interesting gardens and houses in the area.  In fact the day she was at Montacute House, Peter was telling us about an excellent article on the frieze carved on the great bed, and Jane took a photo (then lost it).

© National Trust

You can find the article on Jstor.  There are measured drawings on the frieze design.

JstoreWe did a lot of stuff about not measuring, as you would expect from Mr F.  He’s an ace at it.

No ruler or pencil used for this:


Size does matter


IMG_0159I really like the Maltese cross punch Peter uses, I’ve bought a set of needle files to try and replicate it. I have a simple, rather wobbly plain cross, but this one is better.

One evening Jane and I visited (or revisited in Jane’s case) a couple of Quantock churches, The Church of Saint Margaret, Spaxton and Saint Marys, Kingston with its tower-climbing hunky-punks.

Found a couple of figures we were working on at Bridgwater College, lunettes:

07225030_2and S-scrolls:

07225029_2Both on tiny, ancient stools tucked away in a corner of Saint Margarets.

There were also splendid pew end carvings:


OK, where’s the original sized photo gone?

07225045_2Get that – I hear the style is poppy head, several other plants in evidence on this one.  The raking evening sunlight gives great depth to the carving.  This may be somewhat later, but shows an interesting way to fill the spandrells with squared flowers in variety ignoring symmetry, one of our modern obsessions (machines are good at it).

I like the heads carved into this one, although I took it for the S-scroll:


Look! I can fly with no hands.

So a splendid holiday all in all, I thoroughly recommend Peter’s classes.

Back on Earth, I returned to rush out and do shows, it’s part of my job.


What’s he doing?

We went to Ripley Show for the first time this year, we were stationed next to The Sheep:


Lots of them

I’m chained in my shelter, making small hurdles, but Jane took a few photos of the judging action:


The stick guides the pig and the board stops it biting the opposition.


Line ’em up


These sheepy types, always asleep during spelling lessons – ‘c’ when it’s a noun, “s” reserved for the verb.


Well you would need to wear a bocky to judge pigs wouldn’t you?

Meanwhile, back at Rose Cottage, I’m wondering just how close the architectural and carved versions or acanthus leaves are to nature …


Rather short of sunshine this one.


It should be a day for sitting by the stove today making spoons:

However, it’s going to be a logging and bowl carving day, considering the snow is making things rather tricky on the roads, I guess I should stay off them and make room for people who really need to travel.  Looks like yet another delay for the moorland chair delivery.  Here’s the table that is part of the order:

I think this has turned out well. The legs and rungs are all just worked with hand tools, no turning.  This makes a good contrast with the Elm top.  I can’t help feeling there’s some feel of a henge about this!

The travelling is even affecting the Leeds Liverpool canal that runs past our house.  On Sunday we saw a barge struggling to go forwards, and after the -9.5C temperatures on Sunday night it must be frozen in somewhere by now.

There is some compensation to all this cold stuff, but not for the sheep, poor beggars, who no doubt couldn’t care less about the picturesque sun sets.