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Warclubs for Sale by carvenaked
Warclubs for Sale
The Gallery I'm in, Silver Circle Studio, was putting on the holiday show, and it was suggested that items in the 300 max price range might be appropriate. Hmmm.. Then it hit me, in this militaristic society we are in maybe warclubs might be the ticket! When my wife nixed the idea I knew I was onto something!
The first was based on a woodpecker door knocker design I'm still planning on making for the house.. but I realized that the design with a sharp hard beak would actually be a perfect war club. it is carved out of solid hickory wood, I carved it out so the beak was the lighter sapwood and the body the darker heartwood. If your opponent has a hard wood like head.. the woodpecker will break it open. The tail is elongated to be a two handed grip. Now the grain runout in this piece makes it liable to split so this one is only warranteed for cerimonial use. 
 Speaking of wood peckers, well it occured to me, quite innocently, that a phallus carved from that same hickory resembled a traditional native american warclub. In a small way, no offense intended.. I carved out a nice fat one and left a good solid chunk of wood in the 'balls'. The head of the club is phallic enough to make the point but solid enough to be a crushing pommel The shaft above the head is carefully carved to fit my hands exactly in a really solid grip.  After roughing that, in I generalized the form a bit with a rasp so it might fit any hand. This club won't spin in your hand.  This club really is deadly in it's simplicity and I have to say I literally feel more a man handling it. 
 Now among he-men, when the testosterone is pumping buckets, what would be worse than being beaten by a 'girl'. My friend Norma pointed out correctly some men actually want that but all that aside, the idea here is that you can strike your opponant in several ways. The 'girl' wears a helmet that comes to a devastating point, her feet stand on a base that is a rounded crushing pommel, her breasts and ass are round enough to make  you dream.. but hard enough to break you out of that dream! Her legs were disfigured toward the purpose of making a good solid grip and as a stabbing tool her torso makes an excellent and re-assuring grip. It is carved of mahogany so maybe this one is relegated to cerimonial use as well. 
 The next club is a hard headed fellow with a smile. I took scraps of hard maple butcher block and glued them up to form the head which is carved into the unforgiving end grain. a dogwood handle with it's bark intact is let into the head as a handle. The complexity of this is all in the head and the primitive handle offers a whole different feel. Don't go head to head with this fellow, you'll lose. 
  The last club is an older more intricately carved one called,'the boss'', which I suppose is the forebearer of this line of thinking. I'm sure I'll be carving many more.
  In order to display these kind of items.. and to make the point of commercialism I set these up in their own wall mounted spruce display.

These carving all follow the same path, first the block is split down to a useable size, omitting the pith if possible, then they are clamped into a 150 year old vise where they are chainsawed then ground using cutting wheels. From there they are rasped and then detail is cut in with small chisels. The carvings are sanded to 180 then finished with clear poly whey. 

These carving were all to have metal points for example the phallus would have had pubic hair of inset roofing nails, the maple face would have has stubble made out of fin ish nails, the wood pecker was to have had a hardened nail as a beak, the girl was to have had nipples shaped from steel spike parts. I might still add them but these 'averaged' ten hours each and the extra work would have blown that as well as made them more dangerous!
Pumpkin Carver by carvenaked
Pumpkin Carver
Once again I carved at a fair in Putnam CT, right in front of a gallery there that represents my art. The event was the pumpkinfast! I spent a day before this roughing out the form including the faces with a chainsaw and a grinder with wood cutting head. I left the chisel work to do for my Demo. in this case a large swiss gouge driven by a stanly 2 pounder. This picture was taken by John Fritz, a painter with art at Silver Circle Studio, with whom I shared a space. The thing was carved from a half a white pine log that was pretty well aged from laying on the ground for a few years, as I cut into it I cut into a nest of a thousand ants. It was a warm fall here and it was quite a site to see the ants falling out of holes every where and climbing all over. Once the log was fully opened I used a can of spray to finish the job. Months later when the carving was done and brought indoors survivors began to emerge! The reason I used a rotting log was that I did not have a plan and really just started sawing, there was every reason to think that it would be dumped into the woods to return to the earth. But.. the design emerged and finally became a very humorous piece that was claimed by my wife! It has been hard to do much carving as the house project has taken almost all my time over the last three years, but I'm trying to get back into it! I'm living in the new house now and it is time to re invent myself!
Ahab in progress by carvenaked
Ahab in progress
Ahab is carved from a block of clear native spruce. It measured about 5" x 8" x 37" tall. After reading excepts from Moby Dick I could not determine what Ahab wore.. or even which leg was bitten off by the whale. A google search showed three versions of ahab and a dozen adaptations of those versions.. in other words it was not too helpful!So we started off with a 'seaman'. I gave him a tophat style that was common among whalers in New Bedford. The coat was left simple and the trousers loose, the harpoon was made into a temple toggle. Ahab was left shaved with the lightning mark scar on his face. I decided to show him presenting the spanish gold coin before he nailed it to the mast and while the book describes him as standing holding onto the rigging like a cripple I have him standing with the harpoon as a crutch. It was finished with a clear poly whey finish. This is the best tall shot I have which was taken before it was quite done.
Ahab 2 by carvenaked
Ahab 2
This is yet another carving made on vacation at the beach. It is carved from a block of clear native spruce that measured about 5" x 8" x 30" at the start. Part was cut off and the top of the harpoon was added so it is about 37" tall. After reading excepts from Moby Dick I could not determine what Ahab wore.. or even which leg was bitten off by the whale. A google search showed three versions of ahab and a dozen adaptations of those versions.. in other words it was not too helpful!So we started off with a 'seaman'. I gave him a tophat style that was common among whalers in New Bedford. The coat was left simple and the trousers loose, the harpoon was made into a temple toggle. Ahab was left shaved with the lightning mark scar on his face. I decided to show him presenting the spanish gold coin before he nailed it to the mast and while the book describes him as standing holding onto the rigging like a cripple I have him standing with the harpoon as a crutch. It is a bit cartoony, sure , and hardly to scale but overall it is an interesting piece and it fits in with other cartoony figures I've made in the past. A gentleman I know who does blacksmith work at Mystic Seaport thought it was a good representation! thanks Mike!
Ice Bear by carvenaked
Ice Bear
For the third time I volunteered to carve ice at the Putnam Fire and Ice festival, Carly Martin's place, Silver Circle Gallery >of which I am a member<sponsered the 300 pound block of ice. The day came and it was a cold cold day. Being the third time , with two other blocks 'under my belt', I decided to keep it simple. This time I only took a half dozen tools and this carving used only three. The workhorse is a long handled one and a half inch socket chisel, basically a small 'slick', and with that one tool the entire bear was roughed out and proportioned. Now many others used power tools, namely grinders and chainsaws but when the ice literally 'jumps' out of the way under a sharp chisel there seems little point to rush things. Some of the newer carver volunteers were provided small hand chisels by the sponsor of the event and I truly felt for them. In the past I have made use of a two inch gouge but why carry two heavy cutters when one will do? One did fine. I cut it in slowly, on my phone I had a handful of reference photos which were referred to here and there. I quick as I could, cut through the block to free the legs and establish the shoulders and ground, and once that is done then small chips are made with long carressing chisel strokes as one walks around to round out the lines. Now the entire thing was cut with one chisel and a pile of ice chips on the ground are testiment to how easily it carves but a bear,has to have personality. Two small palm chisels took care of that, a small gouge and a small skewed chisel, both razor sharp were used to detail the eyes and nose and mouth. Simple things taking only tiny flecks of ice, like the cleft of the nose and angle of the eye and lid, do so much more to bring the bear to life than all the pounds of chips cut in roughing and accordingly this is where the real time is taken. Once it had a face it seemed too nice so of course claws were cut into each foot, sharp ones at that each made by a few tiny chips.. and then the deed was done. I hung out for a few and took a walk to see what other carvers were doing. Stopped into the gallery to chug a beer, I think it was a Narraganset tall boy, then it was off to the new house we are building to sit in front of a fire and eat Pizza with my family. I learned later I won an award! Good fun had by all.
    Now the whole carving took three hours so the word like 'slow' and prases like 'real time' are relative, ice carvings by nature are quick to make and quick to leave this world and if the material was wood, then even with chainsaw it would have taken a full day or two to reach the exact same form. A three hundred pound block of wood would be two or even three times larger depending on the wood.
  If they do it again next year I will too most likely. One of the carvers did a nude which I wanted to do but was goaded into 'not' doing by some who stress the family nature of the event. Mothers of America at work keeping the streets safe for the little ones who might be wrecked for all time by site of a nude. Heck, maybe next time a nude 'ice queen!'references for that abound!
Seems like forever since I wrote an entry.. a couple of pen pals have been keeping me busy.. and these days I am on the biggest 'art' project of my 50 plus year old life. I'm building my dream home. 
 I want to take a moment to recognize David Moore. He was the gentleman who I started to shoot nudes with some 17 years ago. He passed away this August after a long battle with a degenerative back injury that slowly chair bound him over the last three years. He had other issues as well but he kept pushing through. We hadn't done much lately but we arranged to do a shoot in August. The day of the shoot he was suddenly unavailable to me or the model which was odd and frustrating.. I called and left messages, as did the model who made it to right outside his door! I figured it was on him to get back to me. He never did. It turned out that he died just a day or so later. He was Seventy and last year when he turned that he looked at me and said he never thought he'd make it. 
  I met David at a bar called Velvet that used to be in Hartford across from the train station. There was a fetish night and I was asked  to bring in some erotic art. I set up near the door. The music was industrial techno rock, the crowd was good, lots of odd and cool things to see, lots of hotties to 'study'. I wandered into the back of the club and there was this white haired and bearded guy selling 3.5 x 5 and 5 x 7 prints of nude ladies and semi nudes. He had many shots of gothy stuff.. outfits, fake blood.. I purchased four prints for ten dollars each and later matted them together. We talked for a few.. he wandered up front to see my art and by the nights end we were kind of friends and had agreed to shoot a model together. 
 In the years after, we shot over fifty ladies, many were free models that Dave convinced to pose from meetings on the street..  as the years passed we shot more and more 'pro' models he met on various websites. He was tireless in his search for models. A few seemed to feel that Dave had misrepresented himself.. but it was nothing more than him 'selling' the idea, with his never ending zest, that the pictures would lead to places that they in fact seldom did. I , as a wood carver had no illusions of the worth of what we were doing, it was for fun and for study. Most ladies we shot , and thanked, and off they went one way, off we went another.. but as one might expect some relationships were formed, several of the ladies I met through Dave became good friends who I photographed over and over and still stay in contact with to this day. 
  Dave was a little odd in some ways but when he took you as his friend he would give you the shirt off his back. He would constantly call and write telling me about some new site I had to join.. some new show I had to submit to.. some new software that made every other thing obsolete. He talked me into joining devart which I did and still enjoy. He convinced me to try to join model mayhem but when I did I was rejected!  I always think of myself as a dreamer... but Dave Moore... now there was a man who's dreams were bigger than the man and who I imagine, right up to his last day, dulled with pain killers still dreamed of being discovered and of taking that one picture that would launch him. It was with that kind of attitude that his pictures slowly changed from nude studies to manipulated abstractions. I was literally stunned speechless the day Tia, a mutual friend, called me and told me of his death. I felt realy shitty about myself for not following up after the botched shoot day. Dave would tell me about his back and aplogize for his emails being unreadable at times because of the heavy medications but he was stoic in one sense for I never knew how close the end was for him.
 Some of the times and things I'll never forget, shared with Dave..
 The trips to NYC. 
 Dave had all kinds of beliefs about ghosts, afterlife, death.. these were what we spoke of when we drove. The three or four hour rides were long debates that left me tired and left Dave frustrated as he felt his views were unquestionable. He would always say"you'll see!'. On one particular trip to NYC, we were off to an opening at the 'Subculture gallery' where we both were members. Dave had come in on my recomendation but didn't quite fit the crowd.. but on one trip in 98 or 99, we took down a lady who had modeled for Dave many times and who he felt quite close too. The night was fun, dinner at Umberto's house of clams, the gallery reception.. Hanging with the other starving artists there.. when it was time to go the model was no where to be found and Dave and I milled around outside after wondering what to do. We were about to leave figuring she was on her own when she shows up. so we went for the car, in those days I was driving a suzuki samurai.. it was a hot summer night so we took the top off, cruised up to Houston and then onto the FDR going north. The lady was warm.. heck we all were, and she asked me in a matter of fact voice if she could take her shirt off. Sure, I said and without a word she pulled her shirt off,  She was in the seat next to me laying back enjoying it, Dave was in back talking about some new software.. You know how you peek to the side.. trying to look like you are looking straight ahead? I had a head ache and a crick in the neck from it by the time I made it home. I was worried the whole ride home I'd get pulled over! We made it home fine... The only picture of it is the one in my mind!
 The factory..
 Dave used to love to shoot at this old factory and to be fair it was a cool place for a death trap grown over with poison ivy. We tried to shoot every model we could get there till the day came when the owner caught us and threatened to call the police, pointing to the no tresspassing signs all over mixed with grafitti. We never went there again. What I'll always remember was how so many of the models would show up in a mini skirt with beautiful shaved legs and then see the poison ivy they had to walk through! It was always the same.. Dave would say "I don't get poison ivy, and since he didn't we all had to just walk through. Most did. I do get poison ivy and got it many times and more than once I literally picked up the lady and carried her through in the most chivalrous manner. There was rusty sharp stuff everywhere... the cielings and roof were on the floor, all the fasteners were there many pointing up.. a giant boiler the size of a room that looked to be full of asbestos was falling to pieces. Giant wheels, one fifteen teet tall, rusted gears and levers that will never move were now armatures for the poison ivy to grow on.  In one part of the factory there were multi floors that had collapsed and the jumble of machinery and debris mixed with the buildings structure was impressive to see and was almost worthy as a subject on it's own though I never took the opportunity to shoot it.
  The props..
 Dave was always scouring tag sales, junk dealers, anywhere for things to use in shoots. Now some were really cool things I wish I had but mostly it was junk that would be collected and handed to a nude model. Toy space guns, a football helmet. Cheap little oriental decorations. Ripped umbrellas, halloween masks, abandoned rope and nets from the fishing industries. The lense from a broken projector. He had a collection of fake butterflies and rats. He had a box of skulls including a lovely crystal one! If he found an old tossed away wedding gown it became a prop. A roll of discarded metal colored film became a backdrop. I'd get a call out of nowhere asking me to make wooden props.. a cube, fake instruments. A bunch of these ended up stored at my place! Sorry Dave but they gotta go! Wish I had that moon though! 
  Rest in peace Dave, I'll miss you and you won't be forgotten. 

 Otherwise, life is good, the dream home i'm building is on the side of a cliff, seven hundred feet deeper into the woods than my shop. It has a stone foundation made in the bonded veneer style, and will be a very modern looking thing with a steel frame and concrete floors. A rooftop deck will allow me to stand forty feet above the ground looking into woods. I should say 'we' are building, my wife and son are helping on every phase.. Several of my son's friends are helping as laborers and little Sarah who I met through Dave has a bunch of hours in. I hired an experienced stone Mason, Albi Washburn, of Pomfret CT to lead the Stone part of the project. Over 35 tons of stone has been collected, cut, washed and placed along with hundreds and hundreds of bags of both mortar and concrete. Now the last few beam pockets are being cut into the ledge rock and the final concrete elements are being cast. It has taken all summer to get the foundation done so I'm behind on time and over on budget but the wheel is turning and won't be stoppin any time soon. I am not doing any conventional art just now but I'll be back to it in a year which is nothing more than a few blinks of the eye. I've taken two years off of art and am only doing the least amount of paid work I can do to keep my lines open. Two models, Katie Marie and Melissa Trout have stopped by during construction and i'll post a couple of the pictures we took. I have six or more sets of pictures I have taken and never worked on, but this year and next are going to go down as my two busiest years ever so they will have to sit a while longer. I have two years to work on this house project.. one is almost over. We are to move in by next christmas and then I'll have to go back to work! Check scraps to see a few shots of the foundation.
  I am doing the artists open studios tour of Northeast CT again this year.. if anyone is in the area on the two weekends after thanksgiving my shop will be open to the public 10 to 5. All are welcome.
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Arrik Kim
United States
I'm a boy who looks like a man... I believe there may be a God...>and there may not be< but you can't find it in a building or in writings, those who say they know, know least of all. Those who look up for answers crush the little ones beneath their feet. Life is a window of opportunity that is closing... I don't think anything lasts forever, a diamond or a persons soul, heaven and hell do exist, but not as other realms, no, they exist right here and now. Hell is getting caught in a lie or watching a loved one die, heaven is harvesting from seed you have sown. I hope when the end comes it is like drifting off, satisfied, after a long days work.

Current Residence: Northeast Connecticut
Favourite genre of music: metal , punk, bluegrass
Operating System: mac OS X
Favourite cartoon character: vampirella
Personal Quote: it is not what you 's how you do it.

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Azrael-Luchador Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2016  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
*You have found a cake, now you can celebrate your birthday*
carvenaked Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2016
skycladarts Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2016  Professional General Artist
Many Happy returns Arrik! :D
carvenaked Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2016
Thank you Sir!
skycladarts Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2016  Professional General Artist
My pleasure, hope it was a good one!
carvenaked Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2016
It was a 'normal' one.. which is good enough for me!
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djl1958 Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2016
Happy Birthday, Arrik!!!!!  

I hope that today and the whole year to come bring you much happiness and success and contentment and fulfillment and good health (and copious remuneration for the fruits of your artistic talents and labors, too, since this is your livelihood as well as your life).

Take good care of yourself; keep up the great work in all of your artistic endeavors; take the time to enjoy your special "once-a-year day" to the fullest;

and thank you very, very much for sharing the fruits of your considerable artistic talents and skills and labors and professionalism (and also the considerable artistic talents and skills and labors and professionalism of the beautiful, hard-working ladies who pose for your photographs) with all of us on DeviantArt!!!!!!  You do an outstanding job; long may you prosper!!!!!!

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carvenaked Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2016
Thank you very much!
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Happy Birthday! :cake: :)
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