The C-Art Open Studios event has just started with craftspeople and artists across Cumbria opening their studios to display and sell their work. Following our success last year, I am once again exhibiting as part of the Sprint Mill collectiveopen every day 13-28 Sept 11:00-16:30.
This year 9 artists and craftspeople working in a variety of mediums have our work on display in the wonderfully evocative Sprint Mill, Burneside. I have a new collection of wooden spoons along with some of the large carved wooden bowls which I have been working on this year. It’s been a lot of work to get everything ready but it’s looking fabulous and we’re all incredibly proud of the results.
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My friend Simon Damant has become the star of a viral post currently doing the rounds on facebook.
This race between a scythe and strimmer takes place each year at the Somerset Scythe Festival and the result is always the same (can you guess?).
Simon has been the British mowing champion 6 times so he’s a very good, fast mower but the strimmer operator is also a professional (as well as a committed scythe user). It’s a great video demonstrating the efficiency hand tools, what a shame that the person sharing it on fb has removed the links to the original and gives no credit to Simon, the Scythe Festival or my mate Dave Oxford who filmed and posted the original.
Who said hand tools are slow?
While we were ladder making the other week, Stanley recommended one particular wooden jack plane for me to use while smoothing the poles. I’ve used wooden planes before and enjoy the tactile process of adjusting them using a wooden mallet so this was didn’t seem anything unusual and it certainly cut sweetly. White text White text
As I worked I noticed Stanley’s name stamped into the body of the plane. I commented that I’ve used many tools with names stamped onto them but never one where I’d actually met the previous owner and what a treat that was.
Stanley then revealed that the plane was actually made by his grandfather, Ebeneezer, whose name is also stamped onto the plane. Not only that but he’d signed and dated the mallet when the set was made, 9th May 1890. It was quite an experience to be making shavings with a 124 years old wooden plane.
The Heritage Crafts Association have opened bookings for the ladder making workshop which I will be leading along with Robin Wood after our two-day ‘apprenticeship’ with Stanley Clark.
The workshop, at Elvaston Castle, Derby on 25-26 Sept, aims to pass on the skills we learned to a wider group of craftspeople and priority will be given to those who use ladders or intend to make and supply them.
Places on the course are free to members of the HCA, more details are here: Laddermaking Course.
This month I was invited by the Heritage Crafts Association to take part in their efforts to preserve the craft of making wooden ladders. I travelled down to Northampton with fellow greenwood worker and HCA chair Robin Wood to learn to the craft of making ladders from Stanley Clark who made ladders until the trade ceased in the 1960s.
Stanley worked for J Ward & sons at a time when 12 people were employed making 1600 wooden ladders per year by hand and joined when the norway spruce poles were still being sawn in half using a pit saw. He saw the methods change over the years and mechanisation appear but when aluminium appeared the business folded, almost overnight.
Our spruce was a long way from the ideal timber which Stanley worked with so truing up the sides and planing the two halves to smooth tapered poles took Robin and I five hours of work while Stan informed us that he could make four ladders a day from scratch on his own. Five hours of manual work could sound terrible but the atmosphere was brilliant, with banter and stories so even though our muscles ached we were loving every minute of it. The workshop was full of the smell of spruce and fresh shavings were piling up on the floor, giving an idea of how it must have been in Stan’s day.
We were building a thatching ladder, a bespoke item with the rungs spacing fitted to the owners leg measurement so that, when kneeling on the ladder, the rungs always fall comfortably under the kneecap. The ladder is made with the curved faces of the poles to the inside for additional comfort but also to give a straight edge to work to when laying the thatch. The rung spacings were carefully marked out, drilled and then the holes reamed with a brace and bit to fit the tapered ends of the dry ash rungs, more hard work but we got better with 42 holes for practise.
The rungs were fitted to one side and then the second knocked into place with a lump hammer; we need to practise to get them all perfectly aligned but the straight grain ash flexes to take up any inaccuracies.
There was yet more planing so smooth the sides and Stanley, who has been seriously ill, couldn’t stop himself from showing us how to plane the chamfered edges. Wooden pegs were cleft and fitted to pin the ladder together before steel tie rods were added below every fifth rung to finally secure it all.
In some ways a ladder can be seen as a simple thing but we learned a huge amount, lots of small details which you only get from working with a real time-served craftsman. This was the first ladder which Stanley had been involved in making since Ward & sons closed 50 years ago. We all felt very honoured to be making it with him and it was quite an emotional experience when we carried our 15ft thatching ladder out into the sun and climbed up it. It was fantastically stable and solid, something I’d feel very secure working off.
The HCA will be releasing the film which was made during the two-day workshop and a free training course is being organised for craftspeople wishing to learn to make ladders, either for themselves or as part of their business. An online learning resource will also be available to help you make your own ladder and keep this craft alive into the future. I’ll be posting links to all these as they become available.
Tom came to see me in Cumbria for a short 1-to-1 session to improve his mowing. After working with his scythe for a season he wanted some advice to continue his learning and develop technique to allow him ‘to keep mowing when I hit 90’. I watched him put his scythe together and checked his set-up then we went over to cut some grass. It was immediately obvious that although he was cutting well with a nice clean wide swath, Tom was doing all the work with his arms and shoulders and was quite bent over while he worked. Although it looks fine, this is harder work than necessary and will give him a bad back and sore muscles.
I demonstrated the ‘tai-chi’ method of mowing which uses the whole body and the momentum from shifting my body weight to carry the scythe through the grass. My arms, shoulders and hands are relaxed, my posture is more upright and I can work with less effort or tension in my body.
After working together to learn the new method I suggested that we make a video of each other mowing so he could watch it later and use it as a reference for improving his technique. The pause in mowing is for a frog I noticed in the sward ahead of me.
One of the tutor’s at Spoonfest 2014 was the very talented Anja Sundberg from Sweden. She came to teach her own distinctive style of carving and decoration in one of the special pre-Spoonfest courses.
First though, a few of us had the bonus of being shown how to make fantastic big flowers by folding sheets of newspaper in an unofficial workshop for a select group of spoon carvers. white words
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Summer is here and July was filled with the sounds of scythes mowing their way through the northwest as I taught 50 people how to mow over the course of the month.
These were all courses organised by conservation groups who are running hay meadow projects in Cumbria, Yorkshire and Lancashire including Cumbria Wildlife Trust, Forest of Bowland AONB, Lancaster Castle, Yorkshire Dales National Park and North Pennines AONB. I’ve been teaching for some of them for a few years now and together we’re building a huge team of mowers here in the NW.
Some highlights for me were having Olivia Keith come to the Lancashire Coronation Meadow at Slaidburn to draw wonderful dynamic artworks of the scything, glorious sunshine (and one day of rain!) all month, working with Krishan who came and learned to scythe in spite of being blind, discovering more of the beautiful landscape and, of course, meeting so many interesting and friendly people.
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If you think Spoonfest is just about carving wooden spoons then you’d be only partially right. Sure, that’s the focus and there’s an awful lot of it going on there, with ever increasing levels of skill and quality from year to year. But it’s also just a chance for a big bunch of like-minded people to get together and share a few day in a field in Edale. I was super busy this year organising the workshops as well as teaching my own spoon carving courses so took very few photos of spoons (I prefer making sketches anyway). Instead here’s a few photos giving a taste of the atmosphere and some of the good people I had the pleasure of spending my week with.
When I talk to people about my craft and the pleasure of owning and using handmade objects I often mention how each item is unique and individual. While I was away at Spoonfest 2014 I had a brilliant demonstration of that.
I bought a wooden plate from my good mate Robin Wood several years ago and, although I use it nearly every day I’ve never really paid close attention to it and didn’t think I could describe it. Then, during the course of the weekend, my plate got mixed up during the group washing up. As you can imagine, there are a lot of wooden bowls and plates around at Spoonfest with many of them made by Robin yet, when I looked through the pile I recognised mine instantly without even a shadow of a doubt. It was lovely to think that I’d unconsciously made such a bond with it.
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