black lady
DWOOD THAT TELLS A STORY: THE ART OF CARVING AS A COMBINATION OF NATURE AND MAN
Early in the morning, when the sun spills golden light on the leaves of the trees and the forest seems to whisper something to the wind, I enter my studio. It smells of resin, dust and something almost mystical - as if the wood that rests here is still alive. In the corner stands a piece of oak. Old, with numerous cracks, at first glance inconspicuous. But I know that inside it lies a story waiting to see the light of day. Wood always tells a story. You just have to know how to listen.