I remember when I was 10 years old, my family was very poor and my mother could only sit on a big piece of wood to wash clothes. With my father's old wood plane and an old chisel, I made a small wooden chair for my mother to sit on to wash clothes. Although it was a bit ugly, my mother still liked it very much. From then on, I became attached to wood. Until today, I have always insisted on what I love in my heart. Enjoy wood art creation and create beautiful wood art!
I am an ordinary woodcutter: Xiaomu