Pōhaku Pau!

I stay pau.

A couple of years ago, I told the story of my brother Kelan who brought me a nice, round pōhaku from Kaʻena Point after I bragged at a family gathering about wanting to make a poi pounder.

I worked on it, on and off, for at least 2 years, smacking one rock against another in my backyard. Progress was slow, but it did progress. It took shape slowly, between long, stagnant periods in its development.

One day, I decided that the shape was about right, and that if I left it out in my yard much longer, some opportunistic thief might happen by and help themselves to my pōhaku, so I picked up the pace.I got out some of the pieces of coral which I had harvested from Hale‘iwa Beach Park and began rubbing the pōhaku with it, as with sandpaper. I had learned this from Kana‘i Dodge, who I found one day teaching Kamehameha 6th graders how to make ‘ulumaika rolling stones. Well, a few days of vigorous rubbing produced a fairly nice finish on my roughly-shaped pōhaku.

My son, Alex, had learned to make olonā-style cordage while spending summers at Bishop Museum.  He takes raffia — the stuff used as a fancy ribbon to tie up gift packages and craft projects — and twists it, a few strands at a time, into a twisted multi-strand cord. I took one of his cords and added it to my pōhaku.

And here, folks, I declare My Pōhaku Pau. See for yourselves!

 Pohaku

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This is the first “real” post in my new WordPress blog. I’ll be trying to import somehow all my old posts from the old blog, when I have the chance. It’s a manual process, so don’t hold your breath. — Blaine

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