*Many of you will remember my husband’s tradition of saving the stump of our family’s Christmas tree every year, and carving it into the form of a creature. Each creature represents a sustaining memory of something significant to us in that year. When he has completed the carving, he cleverly inserts a penny with the year’s date into the bottom of each little sculpture, to document its year.*
The painting above is a still life of some of his creatures, that I painted as a gift for him.
This year’s carving honors the memory of Lillith, our beloved feline hellion . She recently passed on at nearly twenty- one years of age. We miss her very much.
Below is sampling of carvings from years past. So far he has created one piece for every Christmas we’ve been married-thirty one in all.
From our family to yours, we wish you a wonderful Holiday Season and a creative New Year.
The next five Christmas tree carvings lovingly created by my husband.*
*Many of you will remember my husband’s tradition of carving the stump of our family’s Christmas tree each year, into a creature. Each creature represents a sustaining memory of something significant to us in that year. In addition, he cleverly inserts a penny with the year’s date into the bottom of each little sculpture to document its year.
Today we have a collection of thirty sculptures. Each week until the end of the year, I’ll be posting photos of the carvings that I haven’t previously posted. Each carving is precious to us. I hope you will enjoy them as well.
Otis symbolizes many good memories of our kid’s elementary school. It was then, a small neighborhood school which was warm, diverse and caring, under the leadership of a terrific principal who greeted each child and parent every morning and at dismissal by name.
An owl is still the school mascot. My husband carved this one in 1993. It was a time when our entire family including grandparents, spent many hours with special art projects, art fairs, musical performances, PTA events and a host of exhausting but fun school volunteer activities. A golden time.
In 1990 my husband befriended a squirrel who greeted him every evening after work. This little squirrel is commemorated here in this Christmas Tree stump carving. His name is Napoleon.
Gracie, celebrates Grace the second, a sweet, petite tabby. She passed on in 1989, and so she is remembered very fondly.
This Christmas tree carving honors a little starfish that fascinated our eldest, summer of 1988.
This is Greta, after Greta Garbo. The memory of our Christmas tree from 1987 lives on. Just like the memory of Greta.
This is Magellan, our Christmas tree stump carving from 1983.
Because so many responded to my husband’s beautiful practice of Christmas tree stump carving, I’ve decided to post an image of one of his mini sculptures each week for all of the twenty-eight carvings in our collection. Above is the first, from 1982. This is Abbot the rabbit. The muse? The Velveteen Rabbit.