A work in progress

Today our church held a craft show featuring some of the member’s art work.  There were quilts, wood turnings, a chair, ceramics, and even a couple of paintings.  There was some great stuff there.  It was a wonderful show of creativity.

I did take a few pieces to the show.  I almost didn’t.  It was yesterday morning that I realized that I only have “works in progress” in my shop.  Finished pieces are generally given away as soon as they are completed so I don’t have a lot of my own finished work about. Then with my little accident last week I wasn’t able to get into the shop to finish the pieces I had hoped.  Plus, with the remodeling in the house the two or three finished pieces I’ve kept for myself are in storage and not accessible at the moment.

Now Heather did plan a little better than me and even though she was out-of-town today, she left behind three of her recent, completed paintings for me to take down and show.

Me, well, I felt kind of embarrassed standing in my shop looking at bits and pieces of things.  Sometimes it’s just better to admit defeat and make the best of it, so I printed out two little information signs for our table.  One boldly declared, “Paintings by Heather” and the other timidly, “Andrew a work in progress.”

I did bring along a few pieces in various status of incompleteness plus a small selection of hand tools so I could talk about how I make things.  Turns out that there a number of people do follow my postings there and I a few asked, “Is this the cross you posted pictures of?”  I had a number of pleasant conversations with people and received more than a few generous comments about my pieces (oddly enough there were some folks who actually liked it).  Still, I wish I had something complete to show.

It does seem like a theme in my life though – “I am working on it.”

Years ago I knew a person who had this bumper sticker, “Be patient with me, God isn’t finished with me yet.”

A work in progress.

That’s where I am today, feeling incomplete.  My dear wife, friend, and love is traveling and I am alone.  My house is under construction, my shop filled with half started projects and I can’t figure out how to end this post.

A million begins for a post came to mind – projects I want to start, updates on the house, stories I could tell, history I could explore and knowledge I could share.

but endings and conclusions evade my thoughts.

Let’s just leave today as, “a work in progress.”

Till next week,
Andrew

About Andrew Reynolds

Born in California Did the school thing studying electronics, computers, release engineering and literary criticism. I work in the high tech world doing software release engineering Then I got prostate cancer Now I am a blogger and work in my wood shop doing scroll saw work and marquetry.
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3 Responses to A work in progress

  1. gpcox says:

    SEE!! I told you your work was good and there you had your own proof! People may forget your name and face, but once they see that cross it sticks in their mind and sort of becomes your trademark. Now they also know you do many other things.

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  2. Heather R says:

    I was interested to read this as I was curious about the show at church.
    I know people like your work and love talking with you as you make them laugh. I’ll be home soon and looking forward to working together on putting the rooms back to our lovely home. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be with my English family for so long. I know it has been a real sacrifice for you. Love and hugs. xxxooo

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  3. jolynda tresner says:

    It was wonderful to see your works of heart today Andrew. What an inspiration you are! Your projects are a delight. Great to see the cross in person, so very intricate and detailed and to see the whimsy of your delightful mice boards and so many other wonderful pieces. Thanks for sharing. Sure appreciate it as did the other folks there. All the best.

    And thanks for bringing Heather’s pieces along. Loved seeing the paintings.

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