Crafter & Driftwood
Crafter Crafter
Driftwood Driftwood
Driftwood Driftwood
Ever wonder if a log that ends up as a chair remembers the waves it once rode? I think the wood might whisper the tide's secrets to the craftsman.
Crafter Crafter
I think the wood keeps a quiet memory of the tide, and when I shape it into a chair, the chair only tells you what I choose to let it speak.
Driftwood Driftwood
That’s a beautiful way to see it—like the wood is a quiet diary, and you’re the editor deciding which lines get a seat at the table.
Crafter Crafter
The diary stays in the grain, only the parts I let out are in the chair. It’s the quiet work that brings the old waves to life.
Driftwood Driftwood
So you’re like a quiet librarian of the sea, letting the wood keep its secrets tucked in the grain while the chair reads only what you want to hear. It’s like the waves are still talking, just in a softer voice.