The Cross To Bear

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A well placed "Cross" serves to keep us mindful of Christ's ultimate sacrifice and the greastist expression of Love the world has ever known.

Mahoganey 60
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5 by 9 inch Mahogoney Cross.

Mohogany 60
The Crosses featured on this website are handcrafted using exotic woods from around the world. The cross pictured on the right is 5 inches wide and 9 inches tall, crafted from Mahogany which is my favorite species of hard wood to work with. It is naturally beautiful in it's unfinished state and takes on an incredible dark hue after a finish has been applied. This cross exhibits a simplistic elegance and will blend into most décors. It is designed to placed on a wall but can be fitted with an optional stand. 

Ribbon-Wood 70
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Work In Progress

I just started working on a slightly larger Ribbon-Wood Mahogany Cross. It measures 7” wide by 11” long. This is one exquisite piece of wood. After it was cut to size my wife noticed that the unfinished wood has a natural shine. There are lighter ribbons of grain that really stand out. You have to love this wood. In the photo, which does it no justice, the edges are starkly square. I’m trying to decide on an edge pattern, perhaps a stepped Ogee. If you have an idea you’d like to share please submit it to: TheCrossMaker@TheCrossToBear.com. I’m always open for suggestions.    

A Passion for Woodworking

In the begining there was some pieces of wood and a child's imagination. The Idea was to make an airplane. I picked up a hammer, which at that point was almost too heavy and began to join the wood into a simple airplane. My father, who was in the middle of building my uncle Jerry's Butcher shop on Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn, watched from afar. The nails wouldn't cooperate, the wood wouldn't cooperate but he let me muddle through. I don't know how long it took but it seemed to take forever. Naturally imagination played a big part. Now we all know that the favorite part of a boys airplane is the propeller. It was a pretty sad propeller. My father, who still has the very first piece of wood I cut said, "Let me fix that up a little. He picked up a scrap of wood, took out his knife and begane to whittle. Right before my eyes he transformed that scrap into a propeller that spun as I pushed the plane through the air. Well here I am some 42 years later still playing with wood and wishing I knew half of what my father has forgotton.