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I have wondered what it was about carving and stick making that captured my soul. I not sure I have an answer. I have always loved the look and feel of wood. But carving sticks quickly became a passion. My desire to learn more lead me to the carving community. I had never seen a more friendly and giving group of people.
But when I look back I see how it stilled what at the time was a cluttered life. It filled my hands and required my attention, becoming a refuge. It required patients and taught acceptance. It was fun and offered a measurable sense of accomplishment. None of which has change, including the cluttered life. I did add that cluttered shop. But I changed. Carving and stickmaking has made me a better person.
But when I look back I see how it stilled what at the time was a cluttered life. It filled my hands and required my attention, becoming a refuge. It required patients and taught acceptance. It was fun and offered a measurable sense of accomplishment. None of which has change, including the cluttered life. I did add that cluttered shop. But I changed. Carving and stickmaking has made me a better person.