My Uncle Michael has always been such a good mate to me. We have long, rambley conversations about creativity, and true callings and all that. We put each other on to good things (The Artist's Way, Elizabeth Gilbert etc) and share a common understanding of what matters to us - I know if I say something about my work or my need to write, or draw or craft, he just 'gets' it, even if I am talking in vague and slightly frustrated terms.
Recently I have been helping Michael get his beautiful turned wood up and onto etsy - and I was going to try and write something coherent about his work but his profile from etsy says it all beautifully:
"I discovered my passion for wood and wood turning back in 1995 after a trip to Tasmania and then discovering my father's old home handyman's drill kit with a rudimentary lathe attachment. My first piece was a huon pine candle stick. Now I devote my time to finding timber that I can open up and discover what lies beneath...and my 25 years as an architect has given me a sensitivity to design which I bring into the shapes I make on the lathe. I feel it is important that the wood speaks for itself and I help that with the shaping and finishing of each individual piece.
I enjoy making objects that are not only a pleasure to look at but also practical...."
I just wanted to add that Michael's work is exquisite, and tasteful and modern and I am pleased that I can say that from the heart (and not just say that out of familial obligation!).
He is also very open to discussing custom pieces so do contact him if you have an idea.
See? I told you he rocks.
PLEASE NOTE: Michael is in Sydney but his prices are in US Dollars.
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Day six: Finished 500 words, just, by 11pm. Exhausted. Right as I hit the 500 word mark (or there abouts) smallest child started vomiting, thus eliminating the possibility of getting up the next morning at 5.30 am.
Day seven: Tired day - slept through the 5.30 am wake up time, as predicted. Spent a lot of precious time resizing pretty images of writers' rooms to fit in my blog template and then had to write my 500 words after the kids were asleep. Wrapped it up around 10.30 having written 1,230 words.
Day eight: Lily might (just might!) be asleep at 12.35. I am going to try getting my 500 words down right.now. Where are the lollies?