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Santa Carvings

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It's never too early to think about Christmas, especially if you carve Santas! I recently completed one with a teddy bear, one with a chickadee and lastly, a Santa carved from cottonwood bark.

Santa with Chickadee


 I'm big on birds and one of my favorites is the chickadee so I couldn't wait to incorporate one into a Santa carving. This Santa is carved from basswood, with acrylic paints and finished with two coats of satin varnish and one coat of wax.  https://www.etsy.com/listing/235841817/hand-carved-santa-with-staff-and?ref=shop_home_active_3

Cottonwood Bark Santa


My cottonwood bark Santa is carved from a piece of bark I found lying along the shoreline of Lake Erie. To give it an extra special rustic look I left some of the bark on the carving. This carving is painted with acrylic paints and finished with two coats of satin varnish and one coat of wax.  https://www.etsy.com/listing/236475497/hand-carved-rustic-santa-robin-arnold?ref=shop_home_active_1

Santa with Teddy Bear

The Santa with a Teddy bear is carved from basswood, painted with acrylics and finished with two coats of satin varnish and one coat of wax.   https://www.etsy.com/listing/235109969/hand-carved-santa-holding-a-teddy-bear?ref=shop_home_active_8
Click on the links to check out these Santas and many other carvings in my Etsy store.

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