Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Ceci n'est pas une pipe.

There is a great deal of debate between so called "smokers" and "collectors" about what a pipe's true purpose is. The former designate it as a humble tool, something that is intended to combust tobacco, nothing more. The latter generally prefer that, as well as functioning efficiently as a tool, the pipe also look beautiful and have a certain je ne sais quoi, if you will. For some collectors, the fact that a pipe has the ability to perform a task, to operate as a tool by burning tobacco, is purely secondary or perhaps even inconsequential. 





This, I would argue, is the point at which art and craft merge. Were the maker to take any less care in engineering the piece efficiently as a tool, the piece would be significantly diminished and would move from being the highest expression of its form to a mere object, a thing. If, for instance, a pipe did not have a draft hole, it would, in many ways, cease to be a "pipe." This is why, in any given medium, it is important to operate within certain parameters. With the bounds of the expression limited, the artist/craftsman must call upon increasingly greater skill and creativity in order to articulate something extraordinary. Necessity, as they say, is the mother of invention. 







One needs only to think of Sixten's skillful use of bamboo during the war. Briar was not being exported from italy, there was a limited amount, and blocks were cut in half to stretch the supply. Since pipes need shanks--though one can point to exceptions for this--Sixten engineered a beautiful, elegant, and ultimately successful expression of "the pipe," using bamboo instead of briar for its shank. By moving outside the general principles of pipe aesthetics yet staying within the confines of what properly constitutes a pipe, Sixten elevated the expression of form within the medium, "pipe." 




For those of us that hope our work will be judged to have done likewise,  the boundaries of expression are not a static force, but a malleable set of principles whose governance we submit to willingly. In the end, the artist works collaboratively with such boundaries in order to elevate the craft. 





For my own part, I care little if a pipe is smoked or simply admired as a functional object. Over the years, I have created multi-thousand-dollar pipes that I knew would never see a flame, and others that, to my delight are smoked on a very regular basis. To my mind, a pipe's "true purpose" is not necessarily fulfilled when it is smoked, but when it is enjoyed




Zeh Piiiipes!

Many of you have recently asked "Now that you're back making pipes . . . where are the pipes!" The answer to that is that I've been catching up on some orders, working on some new techniques, and not putting a whole lot into the open market right now. For those of you who'd like to see some photos of recent work--including several available pieces--here ya' go. If you'd like to be added to the mailing list, or have questions about the available pieces, please drop me a line and let me know. Soon, I'll add pieces to the newly redesigned Todd-M-Johnson website, where there will be space for many more photos of each piece. Please note that pieces are marked "Available" below and not above their corresponding photos. Stay tuned for more.



Swoop-tailed Blowfish
SOLD


Christmas Calabash (Phalanx Grade)


Conoid Blowfish with floating saddle stem (Phalanx Grade)
Long-Shanked Egg
SOLD
Shigeru Acorn
SOLD

Matador
Blasted Origami with hippo tooth
Blasted Blowfish
Blasted Peewit
Blasted Scoop with Ivory (1.2 oz.)
Samurai Volcano
Blasted Dublin with black and white Ebony (1.0 oz.)

Blasted Blowfish with Cumberland stem (.9 oz.)

Smooth Blowfish (Hoplite)

Straightgrain Freehand (Hoplite)


Friday, December 19, 2008

Good to be a Pipemaker

For the last couple of months, I've been working my way back into a regular "shop-routine." It's been some time since I was able to string together more than about two consecutive half-days in here. Thankfully, I'm now able to wake up on the third story, walk down to the second story to have breakfast with my wife and kids, and then commute to work on foot, down the steps to the first story where my shop is located. This is a hell of a lot better than fighting traffic across town to get to my office where I was responsible for 17 people and all of their problems. My time as a big-shot executive taught me a great deal. It taught me that we're all capable of accomplishing far more than we think, that dealing justly with others does not guarantee just treatment for oneself, that I'm more present as a husband and a father when my mind is not racing to institute new marketing strategies, and that I would prefer to limit my time in custom tailored suits to several hours each Sunday. 

With this transition back into pipe making, the pace of life is slowing down. What's ironic is that I couldn't see just how frenetic it had become until I was viewing it in retrospect. Now I split wood each morning instead of fielding calls and e-mails on my Blackberry. Instead of stopping at Starbucks--Lord, do they make bad coffee--and ordering a medium dark roast in a giant cup so that it wouldn't slosh out and spill in my fancy car, I sit and enjoy an entire pot of French-press before ever picking up a block. I always knew that I would come back to pipemaking. I just didn't realize what a huge part of my life it was. More so, I didn't realize what a part of our family life it was. Both of my boys, Cooper (4) and William (2) spend the better part of their day pretending either to be Firemen or pipemakers. They visit me in the shop, stoke the fire, put on my respirator and sweep up wood shavings.

In brief, I'm able to keep far better company these days. I love to listen to them running around upstairs, Mom chasing after them, all of it ending in a huge pile of thuds and laughter just above me in the living room. Nowadays, I'm always home for lunch, I never spend time stuck in traffic, and I can ignore Tennessee's laws about a smoke-free workplace. To quote my friend Tom Eltang, "It's good to be a pipemaker."