My whole life has been associated with wood. Since I was a child, I was surrounded by the atmosphere of working with this unique and special material. To this day, I remember the moments spent in my grandfather’s workshop. The sour smell of oak, the sweet smell of ash, the smell of boiling glue, the sounds of sawing and planing.
why he chooses this type of wood and not another for his work.“
I remember this amazing sound when the razor-sharp knife of a plane cut the layers of wood as thin as mist, making a whistling sound. Grandpa could beautifully talk about his craft, why he chooses this type of wood and not another for his work. He showed me how you can admire every smallest piece, admire its drawing and grain. He taught me patience, because working with wood hates rush. He taught me how to treat wood with love and respect as a living being, because wood is alive all the time. He showed me that work has real value when you do it with your heart, when it gives you joy and satisfaction. When you give each object you create a part of your soul.
For over 40 years, wood has been the material I worked with. I have probably gone through all the stages of my professional career. From a small, one-person workshop, through a workshop with few employees, to a company with over 60 people. I did everything related to wood. I built wooden houses, made furniture for residences, exclusive restaurants and hotels.
The company was developing, I was producing more and more. However, the more and faster I produced, the more I missed personal, direct contact with wood and creating with my own hands. All the time I felt that I was losing myself in this race.
peace, harmony and the joy of creating”
Then the runes appeared. I saw them and they spoke to me. It felt like it is exactly what I wanted to do. Something that attracts me, fascinates me, that I am being strongly drawn to. Something I can do with my own hands and with my heart. That I can and should do only by myself. It was the runes that showed me the right way to find peace, harmony and the joy of creating. They took care of me and found a way to reach people who accepted them with joy.
They allowed me to transfer my energy and part of my soul to the most distant places in the world. They let me find people who are so special and close to my soul. Thanks to them, I returned to the values introduced to me by my grandfather. I got to know the pleasure of direct contact with wood again. They guided me to a magical world in which I can breathe a part of my soul into a tiny piece of wood and make the positive energy accompanying the creation process felt by someone who lives even thousands of kilometers away from me.
This is who I am now. A Runemaker.
Thank you my grandfather.
I will always keep the memory of you deep in my heart.