I recently got a lot of wood from a lot of people. Some logs from trees that were meaningful but fell in a storm or succumbed to disease, and some from arborists. I really like found wood. It has more character, like bark and spalting, and inspires new forms. Unfortunately, my lathe is pretty small. These larger blocks shake the lathe so much it literally walked out of the garage on its own. I’ll have to find a way to get on a bigger, heavier lathe. I won’t give up on this beautiful piece of spalted maple.
