Preheating done, the flame moves slowly across its target, boiling like a tornado: the process is like painting, but instead of applying, its withdrawing.
Licking into all the nooks and crannies,the damaged peeling from the surface, consuming all the dross: leaving an alligator skin charr behind.
The beauty is underneath: sure it can be left like that, the charr is a protective skin.
But clean them up, give them a brush - what beauties are within!
Give them a drink of oil, thinned to the right amount, with added driers: slap the stuff about:
Be amazed as the hardwood drinks it in; rub off the excess:
restoration win.
Old beams, had their days of glory, so it seemed?
But here they are again, ready for work, with all their bumps from bruises; revived, for another flirt...
Looking rather fine; not a splinter out of place.
The smile on my face tells me they'll survive...
The flame giving them new life.
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Refinishing whether wood or people it works either way a little abuse makes new look old. Well done as a metaphor.
Thanks Soren,
This is the process (Yakisugi) I have been using to restore damaged hardwood beams instead of replacing them. It's a slow process but very satisfying.
I also thought it a good metaphor and another refining example!
Very interesting. I have seen artificial aging of wood to make it look antique. I have a great passion for old hardwood and my house is made of old wood over a hundred years old solid cinnamon, peroba, and others and I enjoy the grain and smell. It holds many mars having been hand cut by ax and hand sawed and the gaps and scratches add to the beauty. Nothing like eighteen by eighteen inch floor support beams to make one feel solid and secure with beams above of six by eights one does not fear the tile roof will fall in.
Valiantstar, this has a wonderfully hands-on feel to it...the kind of work where you step back at the end and know exactly why the effort was worth it. Great job!🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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