Wood works by Guy

From nothing to everything.

We hear the olive wood chopping, a vast rythmn,

Raw,

Slow but fast, 

evening light glistening through the olive trees,

Pure,

mesmerized by his focus before he gently carves the wood,

Simple,

unlocking the nerves and structures,

Hidden layers to be revealed,

Sturdy, 

stroke by stroke,

sharpening the knives,

Attention,

bit by bit a spoon is born.