Some years ago, I accidentally discovered. I had purchased some power carving tools in case I needed them for some larger projects, and I was determined to learn how to use them.

Controlling the tool turned out not to be my problem. I quickly learned that while my sight was excellent, my powers of observation were poor; artistically I was artistically blind, being unable to carve what my mind could not see.  I had to learn to see all over again, mostly with my hands.  As I learned to see again, I began to see details in familiar objects I had not seen before. Surprisingly, I developed a passion for carving faces. For fun, I liked the speed of carving bowls and spoons when I wasn't in the mood for the detail of faces.

Paul Aydelott at his carving station.

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