A New Start

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It’s been a while since I’ve written anything new. A few years. But I’m excited to have completed a new website. Some of the same content is here, but it’s an all new layout. It’s still a work in progress; I’m planning on adding more new content in the days, weeks, months ahead. Stay tuned.

Small stuff, bolts and my Dad

I've written about how "I can't not make things".  Right now I'm completely engrossed in makeing "little stuff", the type of pieces I made when I was working as a teacher with a wood shop available to me, (the only reason I was a teacher) almost 30 years ago... I need to stop here and say I'm not really sentimental, I have a few things from my past I like to think about, but I prefer to live in the present… So doing my work (well it's not really "work", for me it's somewhere between physical labor and a satisfying hobby.  Most days anyway) is one way I communicate with my dad.  (He would have been 95 years old a few days ago.)  It's not a great spiritual channeling, but a nice little conversation. And it's only here and there. Sorry, I need to stop again and explain...he had an interesting combination of unconnected creative and mechanical skills, which thankfully (and luckily, [because I can't or don't want to do anything else] I inherited, at least some of them.   And I would not make things for a living if it wasn't for him)...I have returned to my past in a way,  I've spent the last few weeks making little bowls on my lathe.  The same things I did when I started woodworking as a kid, with my dad.

But, in the process, a part on the machine which had been gradually wearing out, finally completely gave out and needed to be replaced.  An odd-sized, hard to find bolt. That kind of repair was his specialty, not really mine.  But with a little searching I found the bolt, I fixed my little lathe, (the backbone of my "maker of things" life) and went back to work. It was so completely satisfying.  I still feel like the kid who wants to call his dad to help him fix things.  It would have been fun to tell him I did it.  Something as simple to fix as replacing a bolt.