The heft and feel of a well-worn handle,
The sight of shavings that curl from a blade;
The logs in the wood pile, the sentiment of huge beams in an old-fashioned house;
The smell of fresh cut timber and the pungent fragrance of burning leaves;
The crackle of kindling and the hiss of burning logs.
Abundant to all the needs of man, how poor the world would be
Without wood.

Everard Hinrichs, quoted by Eric Sloane in A Reverence for Wood

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Friday, June 28, 2013

A Beautiful Violin Postscript

The previous violin posts featured the finest woods, the finest instruments, and the finest craftsmen in the world. So how do you top that?

Only with the power of the human spirit, which can be as powerful in the least of us as it is in the greatest, if only sharpened with care, patience, and love.

Although the only wood used in these instruments comes from discarded boxes and pallets, I don't think music ever sounded better.


1 comment:

jayo said...

The students' music bests the clever title, but it is the teachers who are the inspiration.