Paul Grey Chisholm

1955.02.19 -- 2013.04.16

 
Fair Winds design
Woven Jewelry 
Celtic Knots 
Turksheads 
Nautical Designs
 
Celtic
Marriage Knot Buckle in sterling silver
Nautical KnotsBowline Earrings
KnotsBolo Tie in Sterling Silver with Tourquoise 
 
 

Knots of all types

Long Weave Turkshead in Gold and Sterling
Turksheads
Carrick Bend Brooch 
Symbols: Lore & Myth

Celts tied many complicated knots designed for their beauty, symbolising the link between the earth, ourselves, and the spiritual planes. Knots are continuous, indicates eternity, a never ending bond. Sailors also had a large "sea bag" of fancy work that they tied on long ocean voyages. In both cases these beautiful knots developed from "real" knots that were used every day.

Fair Winds design brings you everything from everyday knots to nautical turksheads to complicated Celtic knots. Jewelry is woven in yellow gold, white gold, silver, and in combinations of metals. Knots and Celtic patterns are also carved into pottery made in collaboration with Chisholm Pottery.



NOTE:  The artist is a mariner. Since he is at sea for more than half the year, responses to correspondence or orders may take up to four months. Please be patient. He learned his art at sea--the sea is part of his art.
Thank you.
The sailor is HOME.......
Visited Cape Canaveral, the Panama Canal, Pearl Harbor, San Diego, Monterey Bay, Port Angeles and back to San Diego...

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Sea Fever
I must down to the seas again  
......to the lonely sea and the sky,  
And all I ask is a tall ship 
......and a star to steer her by,  
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song  
......and the white sail's shaking,  
And a gray mist on the sea's face  
......and a gray dawn breaking. 

I must down to the seas again,  
......for the call of the running tide  
Is a wild call, a clear call  
......that may not be denied;  
And all I ask is a windy day  
......with the white clouds flying,  
And the flung spray and the blown spume,  
......and the sea gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again,  
......to the vagrant gypsy life.  
To the gull's way and the whale's way  
......where the wind's like a whetted knife;  
And all I ask is a merry yarn  
......from a laughing fellow rover, 
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream 
......when the long trick's over.

John Masefield
1878-1967