Furniture Metamorphosis: Unweaving the Tapestry
When faced with the challenge of transforming a piece of furniture into
a creation inspired by Wymering, I found myself standing at the threshold of
uncertainty. Anxious thoughts swirled in my mind, but amid the apprehension, a
simple mantra echoed: "trust the process." With this silent
assurance, I set out on a quest through the aisles of a charity shop, searching
for the perfect canvas of transformation. The choices seemed
overwhelming—grand, imposing pieces or diminutive fragments that failed to
captivate. Then, serendipity intervened in the form of a wooden CD storage unit
adorned with a captivating veneer. It was a humble beginning, but one filled
with the promise of metamorphosis.
Opting to dismantle the piece at home became a tactile communion with
the wood—a ritual that unfolded as I grappled with the challenges of
disassembly. The furniture arrived at the workshop in a partially disassembled
state, a testament to the journey it had undertaken. Amidst the fragments of
particle board and the intricate veneer, conversations with Mark and
Sebastiaion revealed the dual nature of the material—a marriage of particle
board and veneer, a fusion of functionality and beauty. This duality beckoned
exploration, an invitation to nail down pathways that would reveal the wood's
multifaceted character.
The workshop discussions danced around the movement of a small wooden
plank, responding to the unseen forces beneath, reminiscent of the mystifying
tales of Ouija boards and the haunting narratives of Wymering Manor. Each nail
hammered, each screw turned, echoed with a symphony of sounds that carried
echoes of the rhythms once created within the ancient walls of Wymering. The
journey of dismantling became a sensory pilgrimage, drawing parallels between
the materiality of the furniture and the palpable history embedded in the
manor.
As the day drew to a close, the path forward remained shrouded in uncertainty. The form the creation would take was yet to be revealed, but the day's endeavors had etched an indelible connection between the dismantled fragments and the echoes of Wymering Manor. Trusting the process became more than a mantra; it became a guiding force, a whisper urging me to embrace the unfolding narrative. Eager and anticipatory, I awaited the unveiling of the final creation, a testament to the fusion of history, materiality, and the mysterious allure of Wymering Manor.



Comments
Post a Comment