In a small Finnish town of Karstula – in forestry landscapes surrounded by lakes – lies stacks of beautiful birch boards one after another. They’ve seen how summer turns into a leafless autumn, and they’ve followed how fresh grass pushes its way towards the sky after winter. Their unique surfaces adorn walls of homes, cafes, hotels and shopping centers. But that hasn’t always been the case.
In 20’th century, the sawmill of Leppänen had rarely a lazy day. Men worked hard to provide boards for furniture industry, and the surrounding green forests had plenty of beautiful birch. However, things took a turn to worse and Finnish furniture industry was faced with difficult times. Stacks of birch boards were piled one after another, just in case they were needed again. But the demand for birch board tailed off and the focus shifted to other materials.
The boards, however, stayed outside in the lumber yard. Years went by, and outdoor climate started to show on their surfaces. Biting frost, whipping rain and beating sun painted their stories on them with varying brushes. Swirly patterns, sharp cuts, leather-like surfaces: structures that cannot be found anywhere else. They are like the ancient, northern sagas that conceal tales full of mystique on their leathery pages.