I spent months looking at this piece of bog oak, not sure what to do with it. In the end I just started the spoon on the last day of the year, a vague self imposed deadline.
I didn’t really know what I wanted to do, But it seemed to be in control and demanded to be simple, roughly worked and lightly finished. It has ended up as a vaguely medieval spoon for gruel or a miniature, contemporary sculpture.
It was curious to carve. The grain had long since disappeared and it was neutral and crumbled easily. But it has a rich dark colour (with walnut oil) and the blade leaves crisp cuts across the grain: less so with the grain.
I rather like the end result and it may be I’ll make a family group.