After sanding, revealing the incised letters by vacuuming is a small satisfaction after a long period of concentration.
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Revelation!! So much important stuff in life gets clogged up with detritus. Especially at Christmas. Where do you find an effective emotional and/or spiritual vacuum cleaner?
This thinking about revealing, carving - finding what a creative work is really about, reminds me of this poem by Seamus Heaney:
II Sensings, mountings from the hiding places, Words entering almost the sense of touch Ferreting themselves out of their dark hutch— ‘These things are not secrets but mysteries,’ Oisin Kelly told me years ago In Belfast, hankering after stone That connived with the chisel, as if the grain Remembered what the mallet tapped to know. Then I landed in the hedge-school of Glanmore And from the backs of ditches hoped to raise A voice caught back off slug-horn and slow chanter That might continue, hold, dispel, appease:
Vowels ploughed into other, opened ground, Each verse returning like the plough turned round.
2 comments:
Revelation!!
So much important stuff in life gets clogged up with detritus. Especially at Christmas. Where do you find an effective emotional and/or spiritual vacuum cleaner?
This thinking about revealing, carving - finding what a creative work is really about, reminds me of this poem by Seamus Heaney:
II
Sensings, mountings from the hiding places,
Words entering almost the sense of touch
Ferreting themselves out of their dark hutch—
‘These things are not secrets but mysteries,’
Oisin Kelly told me years ago
In Belfast, hankering after stone
That connived with the chisel, as if the grain
Remembered what the mallet tapped to know.
Then I landed in the hedge-school of Glanmore
And from the backs of ditches hoped to raise
A voice caught back off slug-horn and slow chanter
That might continue, hold, dispel, appease:
Vowels ploughed into other, opened ground,
Each verse returning like the plough turned round.
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