An OLD (like o-o-o-o-o-o-o-l-l-l-d) black walnut tree lost a few limbs in a storm in the customer's front yard. While the tree service was cutting them down (and presumably...cutting them up), I just happened by, and asked if I could have the wood.
Most of the pieces were too short or too crooked to do much with, but this one branch said "I want to be a table".
With no sawmill to speak of, I had to let it air dry for a while, and found somewhere that would cut it up for me.
This was the only salvageable piece, but it was right...
It wanted to be a table.
This was the beginnings of Texas Tables, as I thought 'God makes art...I just use a belt sander to uncover it'
My approach is to let the beauty of the wood tell the story of the piece, and to reduce the amount of distractions to the actual wood itself.