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Friendship version 1.0

This was first published a couple of years ago, not long before many many things changed. It’s here now, as a record of where we thought we might be heading, a signpost that shows a way, almost-but-not-quite the right direction, a reminder of the optimism that’s still going to nudge us a whisker closer to true north (wherever that may be). There’s a seed here, or maybe even a little sapling , that with a little care and some pruning of all the flowery verbiage might keep growing if we can dare to ask for some help.

Thank you too everyone who has supported us to get to here, or otherwise been part of the journey so far: friends new and old, visitors, people coming here to learn something and teaching so much, email senders, wall scrawlers, dancers, drinkers, tinkers, zoomers, people who might have forgotten they helped us, people who suspect we’ve forgotten them…

Be in touch if there’s something you think we can do for you… And we’ll hope to see you shortly.

We’re building a space to Make things Better, where anyone can connect with their everyday creativity. Your help is all we need. Please consider extending the hand or friendship with a regualr monthly donation.

We’re reaching out to the people who already know & use & understand this place: You! We’re so grateful that you’re interested enough to learn a little more about how you can be a friend.

A monthly donation; as much or as little as you feel able to give, may

  • Enable subsidised places on our workshops for those who are less able to afford time here.
  • Allow therapeutic sessions at fair prices for those who need support.
  • Be a radical alternative to centralised, restrictive or bureaucratic public funding.
  • Model a system of communal self-reliance & resilience.
  • Help us to keep our prices lower.
  • Make unimaginable things possible (that we or you haven’t dreamed up yet).
  • Put simply, make all the difference in continuing to create & hold an inspirational space that anyone might call in to, to talk things over, sit by the fire, share tea, slow down & make their way.

What you’ll give

Walking through the door here, we hope might feel like coming to sit in the shade of your favourite tree: somewhere to feel sheltered, to feel inspired, to meet, to play, to slow down and notice something.

It feels like this place wants to grow, to go… Boom! & bloom into something more beautiful… By making a regular donation you’ll help make this happen! Your support is the deep root that keeps the tree growing & weathering the storm. We’d love to open up the space in new ways for everyone to do their own thing, to keep learning & playing & making into the evenings, to invite more music, dance, performance, poetry & exhibitions in, to feel free to try new approaches & take a few more chances.

You may be familiar with some of our workshops & public projects, but the greater part of what we do is invisible (& often necessarily more private too) – spending time with communities who feel excluded, marginalised or vulnerable, whether for reasons of physical or mental health, age, ethnicity, gender, disability or any other reason: People who have experienced war, people without homes, refugees, looked-after children, those who are bereaved or… 

Most often this work is what happens intangibly inside ourselves & the folk that spend time here. It could look like quietly sittin, listening, or painting & drawing feelings out onto paper. It might look like learning skills & carving wood (it often looks this way), or holding hands, making coffee, planting a garden, weaving a story, stumbling along in the song & dance that animates the world. It’s all sorts, and a bit more…

We’re asking for your help, because we believe that the more financial support we receive from the generous community around us, the more time we’ll be empowered to give, the more energy we will be able to devote to openening up, and the more accessible & sustainable we can make this work.

You will in short, be giving this place, this idea, a future.

What you’ll get

If you’re someone who likes what we do & you feel moved to make a contribution, please know that every donation, however seemingly small, will directly support exciting projects & opportunities for everyone. You’ll be keeping the space alive & growing in whatever new directions it will.

We invite you to build a community of care around this place, a circle of friends who can share this workshop with us and who might feel empowered to help to shape it in surprising ways.

You will get to drop in and make something while we’re open, we can sharpen tools and minds together. We’re here to listen, to answer questions, to advise and guide, to share as much as possible.

Our library is full of inspirational and instructional books new, old & rare – ranging in subject matter from the mundane to esotieric, ceremonial masks, to window joinery: It is here for you to treat as your own.

At this time the most meaningful privilege that we can offer to you is our deep, heartfelt gratitude, knowing that this would truly be impossible without you. We’d love to host an annual party at the workshop for our monthly supporters & as time goes by we hope to offer other more tangible rewards. For now, we hope that the altruistic sense of supporting this space is enough – to us it feels like everything!

If you are unable or unwilling to use paypal but still want to give, then just be in touch.

Please note that our organisation is not a charity, a limited company or legally incorporated in any way other than as a Sole Trader. This is a family owned and operated business with the sole aims of supporting our family and our community, by making art & making things better! The less organisational, financial & contractual machinery that exists around our business the more time & profit can be given to the work. Additional disclaimer!: We know that human beings change, that the world grows and evolves – there is no guarantee that in 10 years time (or tomorrow) this place, ourselves, you or anything else will be the same – we reserve the right to spontaneously transform into something else, (and so should you if you want to) and accept that you may or may not want to support us in the future. Please feel free to change your mind and follow the tug of your gut with this.

Still Open Hearted

But closed to the public.

We trust that if you are reading this you are safe and well.

Opening and closing, hopefully more like a petal than a portcullis! In, and out, like breathing. Up and down, left and right – two hands trying to juggle axes, coming together to pray for some healing, reaching wide for a crazy air-hug.

The physical doors to the workshop are closed for now, but maybe there’s a a window or two still open.

We feel so fortunate to have had your support over the past couple of years, and still hope to grow with you in future. For now we’re focussing on things close at hand, on art, on feelings, alternately confused, removed, elated and grateful. We’re cleaning up, sweeping the floor (never ends), struggling, giggling, building boats, drawing and painting, playing in the sawdust and the garden. Not so different, but things are changing.

We still have something to give

Making anything right now is a radical act in defiance of fear: making something however simple seeming – baking bread, making the bed; making art or a garden; a stiff drink or your mind up. It’s time to get creative and figure out how to keep our fingers busy, hearts full and souls satisfied. Time to roll sleeves up and get those hands dirty (as long as you wash ’em before and afterwards!)

Finding ways to continue connections and sustain friendship feels so important, we’re glad that you’re a part of our community. Whatever comes next we have to make it together.
Even if we can’t be with you here there are things that we’d like to share.

  • There are tools at the workshop waiting for hands to use them. We’ll be glad to see shavehorses, benchhooks, chopping blocks, mallets and whittling tools loaned out to good homes, keeping folk crafting.
  • We were so lucky to recieve a lot of wood before the doors closed, we’d love to see it go out to people who can use it. Let us know if you’d like a delivery of fresh green cherry, birch, whitebeam or oak.
  • There are books in the library that could keep you busy learning something new over the next weeks and months.
  • We’re working online too, hosting a shared space to chip away at whatever you feel like. Making a place to talk, weep, dance, laugh while we carve something beautiful together.
    Fridays are a good time to try, if someone is in the studio then you are virtually welcome to sit and have a cuppa, what’s on your mind?
    Meeting ID: 929 853 8766 Password: RedThumb

The monthly Spoon Moot carving sessions will be going weekly from now on, every Friday from 6-8pm, partnering with the kind folk at Rise Up And Carve. Just install the Zoom app on whatever device you choose (or log in via the web) and follow the link below to join in. There’s an amazing community of carvers from all over the world, and the meeting room is always open, even when we’re not there.  Meeting ID: 529 157 0928 Password: 671121

Look after yourselves and those you are with, just take care. Assuming we’re still here when the world rights itself (we intend to be, but we’re making peace with all possibilities!) then welcome back whenever!

Keep well, stay in touch, with love, Martin Carly and family.

carving place

Around a scratched and gouged workbench a group of Syrian men (and one notable Iraqi) came together to share skills, songs, stories, and to make a woodcarving.

For some, this was a chance to reconnect with old tools that they knew so well from home, to share their exquisite talent & joy in making. Others, just learning the craft, expressed something powerful without having to speak a word. Textures etched in wood grain, our common language.

Although we didn’t know it when we began, this sculpture grew at each mallet blow, chip by chip, evolving until the end into a symbol of home, of places left behind, & what is important to carry with you and remember.

Contained in the beautiful, ornate frame, like a mirror this artwork reflects history, and hope for the future.

Revealing The Treasure

Pictures from last months relief carving class. Warm light, playing over subtle tactile traces, left as our students stripped away whatever wood wasn’t necessary for telling their own creation stories: Tales that sometimes shifted in the making/telling. Watching the tools move over the wood, skillfully revealing a little more of these beautiful designs each moment was as special and surprising as seeing the tide recede from an unknown and sunken treasure- it was there all along but who knew!

A more sedentary, contemplative craft than some, but no less demanding – changing angles, shifting grain, ambidexterity, staying sharp, sitting at the bench all day can be exhausting!

For folks who have joined us for the relief carving class, we’ll be starting regular weekend/after work sessions to give space to develop skills and work independently.

Mr Ainsworth’s Odyssey

Over the last few months there has been a veritable procession of photographers & film makers visiting the studio, hoping to capture something tangible among the woodchips.
These beautiful pictures were taken by Barry Ainswoth as part of an ever lengthening journey he is undertaking around the country, recording small, creative workspaces: Documenting forgotten, endangered or marginalised skills, crafts and makers.
It’s strange to be on the receiving end of this kind of attention (we used to make films for other people) getting this other view is so valuable, lets us step back and pretend it’s someone else, to think ‘that looks fun’.
Using only natural light, it’s wonderful to see the studio in a totally different way, shifted sideways, reversed and reflected back – it looks better than real – more like the dreamings we had before moving in… It’s also amazing to look back at how much has already changed since these pictures were taken & how much more there is to do! Reminds us why our backs are aching.
See more of Barry’s work here

A Better Place to Sit

Starting with a firm place to stand, a still point from which to safely swing an axe, the fulcrum from which to move the Earth. Carving it into new, more fitting shapes.

Ending with dog-tired, aching bodies and with a better place to sit and rest, to sit and contemplate, to sit and tell stories. To sit, and share, content and laughing. Each finished stool will return to a home that will be enriched because it was made by hand, because it will last, because the skills learned will be passed on, in one way or another.

And all this held beautifully (parents, children, makers, learners, visitors, watchers) inside our new workshop. Thankyou rain, for nudging us nervously into trusting this space!

Pretty Windows

Each year for the past ten nearly, our city has picked a cold dark night in February to get enlightened! We tried to do our little bit, along with some amazing artists and makers all across the town. The streets were full of puppets, glowing sculpture and interactive illumination. Our new studio windows proved a perfect canvas for some spontaneous shadow play… Ideas are sparking for next time…


Shedding Something

If things have been quiet here lately, it’s because we’ve been slowly, ever so slowly climbing out of an old skin, and settling into a new one. For the past 10 years we have been working and dreaming out of this half-fossilised concretion of a shed, like hermit crabs: Scuttling off to collect, make, visit, play, but always returning to shell-safety.

Sitting at the end of the long garden, behind 2 old cherry trees, an interloper fig & shaded by a sword of Damocles apple (double edged): Each year we harvested a bumper crop & the roof gained a few new holes, Sir Issac could have proved gravity’s law 10 times over if he’d been mulling on the problem under this monster Bramley.

This place was a nest, where anyone might feel enclosed in magical creative posibility – an unwitting prototype… We shared our creative space with joy & grief both, making cradle & grave. Joined by wild ivy, several generations of human friends, several generations of robins, wrens & one bold-as-brass mouse. Spiders like black stars in clusters too many to count. Strange now to see it empty, when it had been so full. To still feel the fullness & to carry it somewhere else.

Oh Shed! We love you, we miss you. Never to be be replaced. You will live again!

Graduating with Full Honours

As part of Welbeck School’s Children’s University project we were asked to give some aspiring students the experience of woodwork.

No one imagined that the wood in question would be enormous, raw trunks of willow, birch and oak tree, with bark, twigs & leaves still attached. Undaunted our charges took to splitting, chopping, drilling, shaving, smoothing and shaping by hand, with tools older than all of our combined ages.

After a few afternoons these gorgeous, tactile objects emerged, and those brave enough tested the strength and geometry of the joints in the only way that counts. It was so good to see parents, teachers and the other children gather around to marvel.

It’s possible that once these beautiful stools make it home, to be treasured, the glowing, burnished surfaces will be painted fluorescent orange, green with yellow spots, but that is entirely as it should be!

Weaving The World

Wishing everyone a hopeful January 1st, and a year that might begin with “a happy sound… Love!”

Remembering back, 6 years ago working with amazing young people, classes 1, 2 and 4 at Greenfields Community School, working together to weave a whole world. 80 triangles sawed & stuck & woven into a geodesic wonder. Four all too short afternoons spent making & thinking about this beautiful Earth and dreaming up new ways we can grow into the people ready to love it and each other.

Of course most of these young folks already knew how to do this without thinking at all… And we were schooled far more than they!