
I love the mid-century modern aesthetic, especially the linear designs with geometric crossing patterns, and I wanted this bowl to carry some of that language. It is another of the recarved pieces: born in my thick-walled years, brought back to the bench, thinned right down, and then given its geometry. Twenty inches of apple, wearing lines from a design era I keep returning to. One more thing, a working note from the bench: apple smells absolutely fantastic while it is being carved. It is my favourite wood, and the smell is half the reason.
Same haul as its 14-inch sibling: several pieces of applewood delivered unannounced by my arborist friend, one random Thursday afternoon, truck and all. The tree grew somewhere in St. Boniface; the exact yard is unknown, so the pin marks the neighbourhood.
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