My Father was a Carpenter. It was in his genes; his father’s too. I remember he would often scavenge pieces of old drift wood; bring them home, dry them out and begin an assessment as to their potential ‘decoration’.
Only one in six or seven pieces would take part in the creative investigation.
My Father would say at this stage that it’s not so much about Art as it is Craft and he would often recite the Scripture “While we look not at the things that are seen, but at the things which are not seen” (2 Corinthians 4:18).
He had the amazing ability to see the potential in something; he could see in his imagination what it could become and because he could see it, he believed it. Faith is the substance (realisation) of things hoped for, the evidence (confidence) of things not seen (Hebrews 11:1).