Wild

21 Jan

I believe that we, as humans need to learn to #re-wild. I have been struck, of late, by just how many of the intelligent, sensitive, humans I know have been labelled with mental health ‘disorders’.

I too have the label Bi-polar disorder. The shrink who diagnosed me agreed that manicdepression was a more accurate and less wanky label for my sort of constitution.

My wife, Clare, says “I don’t know anyone with a more ordered mind than you Henk.”

It is true, I operate a harsh mental discipline to maintain the core of my psychological well being. I walk away from dull conversations, I avoid ‘death eaters’ (my wife’s brilliant soubriquet for energy vampires), I keep moving and making. I take the sodding Lithium. I listen, listen, listen.

My half sister Anna wrecked her poor body with an eatingdisorder, and died too young at 35. A brilliant mind wasted in a domesticated world, controlled by death eating administrators and control freaks.

She and I face(d) the same problem daily. The world has become BORING, because humans have covered it in ‘controlled environments’ and I don’t mean central heating I mean conceptually corporate stupidity fuelled by greed.

Vaulting male arrogance born of cowardice.

How does one push back?

With wildness of course.

I am in the process of making a desk in ash and oak for a very thoughtful client who understands the subtleties of syntax better than most. His artistic partner is inspired, like me, by tactile and visual resonances, and suggested that the piece looks for all the world like the badge of the crew of the Starship Enterprise!

My daughter and grandson approve it seems.

His observation made me think that my style could be described as “Future Rustic”.

These chairs enticed their owners, Jill and Jim to allow themselves to be pictured enthroned on their 30th wedding anniversary.

Perhaps I am a barbarian carpenter working in a modern city, for a wilder future.

For a future in which a boy can hop on a push bike with only a change of underwear, some loose change and cycle from Huddersfield to Rhonda to see where the partisans resisted Franco.

DS Littlewood circa 1948 (Dad)

To a future where The Call of the Wild, by Jack London (my father’s favourite novel) is read more wildly.

“You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club” Jack London.

A future where my grandson does not end up labelled with a ‘disorder’ because we have ironed out all the wrinkles of uncertainty in a world that does not need us anymore.

Let us ‘boldly go where no-one has gone before’.

Back to the Future.

5 Responses to “Wild”

  1. Jo Jones January 21, 2018 at 11:06 am #

    I couldn’t agree more Henk! I’ve been struck in the past at how disassociated we have become (as a species), from the wider world of nature, plants and animals. And there are definitely times when I cheer when Mother Earth hits back.
    Eruptions, floods,wild fires, which I know can and does, cause hardship to many individual people, is showing us that nature does fight back. Until we grasp the truth that only by working with nature and embracing it, will we get “in harmony”, mentality and physically with the place we call Home.
    Thank you for allowing someone else to share your ‘muses’, they make complete sense to me and I admire your ability, not only as a craftsman with what you make with you hands and eyes, but also as a wordsmith. That in itself seems to be a dying art. Long may both continue.
    Kind regards to you and yours,
    Jo

    • woodenhenk January 21, 2018 at 12:20 pm #

      Thank you Jo, harmony to you x H

  2. universalpeacepipedreamer January 26, 2018 at 8:52 pm #

    Hello, Henk,
    Just what I needed ! I have been trying to find the inspiration to back into the groove of blogging. This is just what I needed to get back after it, Thank You, Sir !!! Breaking free from the death eaters, picking up my club and get back into the wild.
    I love your artwork, the chairs are so alive with spirit. Thanks for your sharing.
    Peace J.A.M.

    • woodenhenk January 26, 2018 at 9:11 pm #

      J.A.M. May the road rise up to meet you and your thoughts flow unhindered to the page. Thank you x H

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