[Alice in Wonderland]

Thank you all for your replies, the Poem is beautiful Eddy,no I did not know this one , Dan I just saw a Great Grey Owl yesterday sitting on the Hydro line and as you said it flew away silent. I had another great walk today and I saw a Wolf just by chance because I do walk quietly and I stand still often .
Hi Ho did you not see my picture of the Potato head???? it could be the one you have in mind :-)) I don't know the tune Colin , is it oldfashioned?? I seldom listen to Music anymore, I like my classics.
"Have you seen the Wind??? but when the Tress bow their heads the Wind has passed us by" Author unknown
Alice

[Ron Davidson]

May I make a suggestion. The next time you go for your walk in the woods find a place to stand or sit for awhile. But this time close your eyes and listen to the quiet and try and do the same thing picking up the sounds we take for granted. This puts you in my world somewhat by taking away another sense. Allot of people can see the wind blowing in the pines or a leaf being carried by the wind but with practice you can also hear these things and more. Like the small little wrens flying looking for food and the squirrels playing in the trees. People can learn allot just by taking the time to listen. Then the next challenge take back the memory and put it in the form of a carving. I can't wait to hear about your carving.
Ron

[Alice in Wonderland]

Yes Ron you are so right about losing one sense the other one takes over sort of ,my husband's hearing is gone and even with 2 aids he has trouble. but he sees well. Life seems to improvise.
I must do this what you suggested but sitting right now ??out off question :-))) you could pick me up and I would not move lol. today when I looked out the Trees against this awful dark sky and a bit of a breeze through the pines ,maybe ?? it is not easy , I shall try so.
Thanks again Alice

[Alice in Wonderland]

Here is a picture of my "Beauty of Silence"
Alice

[AlArchie]

In spring our waterfalls roar with cascading run off. In the summer they sparkle with foam and carry on a pleasant conversation with the surrounding forest. Come fall they retreat to a tinkling bellfrey.

Then in winter, the ice quiets all the sounds and the stilled cascade is set in silent drifts with wispy breaths drifting up from gaps in the frozen surface.

Now there would be a scene for painters, sketchers, or relief carvers.

Or I like Dave's suggestion.......but that would be more appropriate in my shop!

Al

[Eddy Smiles]

Al... Are you sure you're not a decendent of Robert Frost.... beautiful prose!

[tcb16]

Hey Alice,

I love the silence at my workshop, unfortunatly its only late at night after car traffic has died down, I envy those with the silent wooded area or off the beaten path workshop many days.

My carved interpretation would be a bust of a face, with no ears or and a hollowed see-thru spot for the mouth, so no noise could be created, and no noise absorbed either.

[K Karver]

Hi Alice,

Another part of the world brings another thought. Silence. Lake Michigan, west coast of the state of Michigan, early morning, flat calm. Early enough to beat the joggers. No wind, the water not even moving. A huge body of water without a ripple, not even lapping on the shore. A strand of beach sand without a print, not sea gulls. A sailboat, sails limp. Flat sand, flat water, clear blue sky. The carving would reflect no movement at all. Silence. An amazing experience one finds on a rare summer day on the lake. Could almost think you were the only person in the world, you hold your breath not wanting to shatter the silence.

I agree with Ron's suggestion of sitting with eyes closed. Feeling the lake and the sand and the air around you. Silence.

John

[Revlis]

Not sure, but listening to your description of the silence, and taking that notion out of the woods in a sense, I'd say a smoth plane of wood...

Just a smooth undulating pool of wood if you will... something dark and soft.

[squbrigg]

To me, woods always appear to be alive with sound! Birds, squirrels, wind in the trees, etc.

You want silence, envision the North, above the tree line, no birds, nothing moving but perhaps a Polar Bear off in the distance, on the ice (and they don't make much sound). That is silence. All you can hear is you own heart beating, and the breath escaping from frozen nostrils.

Bob