A leap a bit far from my usual making — though undoubtedly in the same realm of sell, nonetheless — this is the broomstick that I had made for my friend Dylan, as a gift for turning 18 last weekend.
There has been a large time gap between my last post on this feed and now, which is purely the result of healthy school work. However, I’d made time for this project.
My choice of the wood (which was silver lime) was premeditated, as I had had an off recollection of knowing that domestic broomsticks, in general, were suited to this wood, so a change in tradition wasn’t very necessary.
Knowing a general coppice of these trees in my area, I examined saplings that were suitable to hold with the bark still remaining — this was to lessen my time with the broom, as ridding the bark and then getting at carving for more intricacy wouldn’t have gotten me the date to give my friend his present.
After acquiring one (I was searching particularly for suitable, natural, shapes and curves of the wood), I’d taken it home and began my excursion for birch trees. I found a glad amount of twigs that hung from these trees, and although autumn had not yet rid the catkins and leaves from the twigs, I’d hand-taken them myself.
Matters with spray paint (evidently black) and stain were debatable and long decisions; the carved hilt of the broom was tricky, as I had wanted to keep the remaining bark on the wood. Concealed by the twigs is a whole two foot minimising of the sapling, to ensure a prudent and fuller looking tail.
Pruning was also very necessary, as I was wanting only twigs of sufficient length and size, with no adjacent growth or otherwise. This was my first attempt at creating a broomstick. I’m happy with how i’ve left it, and I do plan on creating more.
As this broom was free, I had not built a price scheme as to how much it would cost for a paying customer. I do plan on creating more brooms, with various wooded tails (I’m planning on vine or red stem dogwood) and bodies, although that won’t be until the summer advancing.
Here is the broom anyhow, for show.
family is supportive and stabilizing and all yes but thinking about hanging, drawing and then quartering some of them is ok too (◡‿◡✿)
I enjoy watching white boys not used to the word ‘homie’ trying to say it to their friends. “Wait for me, homies!” Yes. Wait up my brethren. My joyous companions, halt for me, for I am down with the hippity hop. We are chums are we not? The four and twenty, ablaze!
wow lost a follower guess they can’t handle my flourishing personality aha ¯\_(ツ)_/¯