I took in a 2 foot high wooden rooster for restoration.This sure is something different and I think I will make a video,maybe I can call it "This Old Rooster" or something.The level of detail in the carving is just beautiful.Somebody put alot of love into this guy and I will be doing the same.I wonder what the face of the person who carved it looks like.There is a lot of wood rot and checking so I will get started immediately but I will also take my time.His paint is chipped and faded but he once was a handsome and brightly colored bird.I was born in the year of the rooster.Must there always be so much symbolism in my life.
Could it be that the universe is converging on my corn fed ass.
I will be restoring myself at the same time.
Peace all you beautiful birds
Rob
Could it be that the universe is converging on my corn fed ass.
I will be restoring myself at the same time.
Peace all you beautiful birds
Rob
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I love to restore things...something about making the old new again, but keeping it's integrity...is very appealing. Hey, if you ever find a two foot high faerie carving or lady bug carving, lol...just let me know. I collect 'em. Have fun with your bird!
Yo.
You go a week with no posts.
I'm gone for three days and there's more posts than I can even keep up with.
What's with this?
You were only gone for three days?
Seemed alot longer than that.
A day without anna is like a day without sunshine.
Sunshine
Hey Rob,
I love when symbolism stuff like that pops up in my life. Never know quite what to make of it. I bet with a little TLC The Rooster will look great. Whatcha gonna do with it???
It will go on the chicken coop facing RT 100.
It'll be like an Elvis thing for the hens,they'll go gaga and lay more eggs.
Last time I read was Saturday night!
Then to Monday-day, and it's overload!
Oi ve!
Sorry anna
Don't know what to say
On the symbolism front though, I do have a love for things symbolic even if they are contrived.There were two teachers I had in high school that I remember for what I learned from them,not at the time but years later.English and Physics were the subjects they taught.I at the time didn't care about either subject but instead I derived something from the passion they showed for their respective subjects.
The english teacher probed in depth to unearth the synbolism of certain literary works.The one that stands out above all were the eyeglasses on the billboard ever present in "The Great Gatsby."I love that movie and even found the haunting music of "What'll I Do" so beautiful I had to find that recording.Johnny Mathis does this particular version.
I want to thank Mr P formally for even though so latent in nature he helped me immeasurablyThank you,sir.
To Mr. L a profound apology for my insensitivity of youth. I never took anything seriously in the high school years.I thought everyone was like myself "immortal".I had no clue that the lump on your neck
would spell your demise.You did, however, and it seemed you were never daunted.It hit me one day, you were one of the bravest men I ever met.You arrived in class whenever it was possible to try and teach some knuckleheads something about a subject you so obviously loved.I didn't share the same verve.Your goal of trying to teach me however was quite successful in so many ways.I could never express this enough,but maybe you know.
I'm so sorry and at the same time so grateful for all you taught me.Your efforts weren't in vain.
Rob
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