#reverb10 Dec.3

by MichaelColemire on December 6, 2010 · 0 comments

December 3 – Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors). (Author: Ali Edwards)

There are two moments that stand out in my mind that I would like to remember forever.  One is the day my wife and I were married, but many of you are married and you know what it felt like with all the emotions running wild so I will leave that one for my memory.

The other memory I would like to always remember is the day I finished the Ole Trapper carving.  I had started this piece two years prior.  No, it didn’t take two years of work but I would work on it and set it aside to work on another project.  My Dad had admired this from the beginning and kept after me to give it to him before it was even completed.  Something made me take it off the shelf one day.  I had a deep and overwhelming drive to finish it.  I worked on it for another two days straight to the completion.  I took the piece to my Dad’s house, wrapped in a large jacket.  They were on the deck grilling up some burgers.  I took the sculpture and set it on the table.  Dad was looking at me, wondering what I had, so he and his wife watched as I unveiled the sculpture.  Dad’s eyes lit up with awe, Ole Trapper was finally finished.  He was so proud of it – that his son had created something like this.  I set it at the end of the table and as we ate our summer time supper, Dad couldn’t take his eyes from it nor could he take the smile from his face.  For me, the emotions were so strong I can’t begin to explain.  My Dad was proud of me; and what son doesn’t want that?  He, now, more than ever, wanted to own this piece and he would have but I first wanted to tease him a bit and let him think about it while I got it photographed for my portfolio.  I also wanted to have it judged in a carvers’ competition.  I never got to give this to Dad, for I lost him two days later in a motorcycle accident.  I will remember the look on his face and the pride in his eyes forever.

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