From the land of Ginseng, rolling hills, mountains and streams of clear water, came a man I met in Florida. Howard Robinson once told me that he came from the second largest state in the union, and so I pulled out an atlas and told him that West Virginia was not nearly so big as Texas. He said, "if you flattened it out, it would be bigger than Texas." He has always worked outside, and at 70 years, when most men are trying to find a place to stay warm, he is trying to plan a hunt for this fall. He always likes to tinker and has an eye for what something might be. The cane he has in the picture was a root he found in the ground while working. Howard doesn't need a cane, but he likes to make things from scratch. He brought the root home and told his wife, "look, a seahorse." She couldn't see it at first even though she is good artist in her own right. Howard took the root and helped the seahorse come out. It is his favorite cane, but he is an old horse trader at heart, so he won't put a price on it, but he'd know the right price if he heard it.
My wife asked Howard and Gerry if she could sell some of their art work on the site, and they consented, but my pictures did not turn out so good. My wife is threatening to fire me and hire a new photographer. I will have to find a better way to picture product.
Here are some pictures of pieces that combine Gerry's drawing and Howard's work with raw materials.
I hope you enjoyed a sample look at some mountain art; there will be more in the months following.
Forty years old and still in awe of the outdoors.