I took the role of morning hot water monitor:
The fire ring was big and usually had embers in from the revels of the previous night, so it was easy to rekindle it and race the gallon kettle against the Kelly Kettle.
The festival is a great meet up place, OK currently only two continents, but I can’t see that lasting for long. People carve spoons all together, all the time (the first axes start at about 7am):
Check out how concentrated everyone is.
But spoonfest is not just spoon-carving alone, it is about learning and meeting people.
Here is Fritiof Runhall explaining the development of wooden spoon styles as living traditions changed and associated ergonomics. So cranked handles are hypothesised to go back to a communal bowl and straight handles can only work with individual bowls (i.e. when the standards of living changed).
He is an excellent disseminator of techniques, principles and design. This is his illustration of a Sami maze decoration:
This is Jarrod Stonedahl explaining how to make and use ‘natural’ paints, oil paint, milk paint, egg tempura with earth pigments for colouring. I learnt why my paint wasn’t working – missed out the lime!
Not all hard work and learning. 2013 saw the premier of The Spoonfest Athletics. Here is the start of the race to stir a cup of tea with a wooden spoon no-handed.
There were a handful of races in the championship including The maker who looks most like their spoon. Fritiof that afternoon had made a spoon with a statue of himself as the handle, it was topped off with a bunch of his own hair! Steve Tomlin was overall winner, and I should really have taken a vid of his extraordinary victory tour.
Great weekend, great people, great location,
and I learned quite a bit too – my spoon knife is now pretty damn sharp, and I should be able to stitch leather neatly, I’ve got the basics of playing the spoons (thanks Jo) and I’ve already got the first stage of a moulded hook knife sheath.
The finale again was spoon club with around 200 people all doing 5 minutes carving a spoon and then passing it on. Although not a race, it was hard concentration, as you can see the moment after the hour was up: