Butternut mantle with rural scenes. Donated for auction at the late Charlie Garner's benefit auction.

Walnut mantle with inscribed walnut leaves with squirrel hiding.

From scrap wood wood comes an eagle soaring overhead a Native American and a deer below.


Inspired by a photo of a wood cutter's hands and axe.

Trees dominate the landscape here in this part of Tennessee--all kinds of trees. With so many leaves growing and blowing in the wind, they seem to have personalities. Here those imaginary personalities are captured in wood.

In these hills of Tennessee deer are plentiful, but usually seen in open areas at dusk or dawn. Skilled hunters and wildlife watchers also see the deer in their habitat. Here, the carving shows a buck deer with antlers skillfully hiding behind leaves.

My Dad and Ostein cooking catfish by the creekA favorite uncle and my Dad's childhood friend, Ostein is captured in Cherry wood. A fine wood as Ostein was a fine man. Here the two of them are cooking catfish down by the creek.


While the box elder tree can grow to a large size, it typically has no real market value. What people fail to see is a beautiful, pale wood with streaks of pink running through the grain, especially in burls. This was a rather large burl on an old tree.

A scrub cherry tree contained a burl about 15' up the trunk. Crafted with a rotary chain saw-type carver, the bowl is almost round like the burl. It's walls are as thin as I dared to sweep away the wood, yet the crazy features of the twisted grain and intermixed bark show through the polished finish.

A defect on a Maple tree held the promise of something special. The swelling started from some injury or insect bite I suppose. As the tree built layer after layer of protective tissue, the grain took on the definition of the burl. 

Unlike a bowl created on a lathe, this bowl follows the natural boundaries of the burl. It is irregular.  I used a small rotary cutter with chain saw teeth to hollow the burl to a thin shell. I left piece of the bark around the edge making a ragged top. 

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