2 weeks

In two weeks I'll be moved out of my Berkeley studio. Till then it's nonstop action! And boy has it already been... last week my loyal old gal, my tablesaw had a stroke. Crazy really. Apparently the speed control failed and what ended up happening is it started running 2 even 3x faster. It sounded like it was going to explode! After feeling sad, angry, confused I finally bit the bullet and bought another. Yet to turn it on. Excited. New saw... and soon new studio. 

looking inside the old Bosch....for clues.

looking inside the old Bosch....for clues.

Finishing up the last cut with my old jig-saw. Don't give up easy.

Finishing up the last cut with my old jig-saw. Don't give up easy.

On the new studio hunt, started thinking... what if I made something more than just a new studio of my own... what if I did what I've been dreaming to do (but unable to afford to do) in Watsonville!!?? I am doing it: Watsonville Art+Ecology Center will be a workshop, gallery, gathering space for artists and the public to exchange ideas around creativity and creating a new ecology.... something like that. I need to get a elevator pitch and all that. But I feel like this is what I've been looking to do for sometime. A little door opens. But in the present moment I must focus on what is directly in front of me... finishing up projects for FD, moving out and school. Back to it!

Sleep when I'm....

How I end up here again and again is amazing. Some kind of pattern. Or unfortunate habit. Time to get jiggy with it!

Squaring up the new homemade tenoning jig.

Squaring up the new homemade tenoning jig.

Loads to get done today and then music night at 7:30. Yay! What to do first? I'm at a point where details come into play and it seems a little overwhelming. But I have to press on. Finishing must begin tomorrow! It's tricky because there are several parts to each bench. a) the bench b) the cubbie w/sliding door and c) a pair of racks. I think I'll start by finishing the benches! One is still missing legs. Here we go:

  • glue up last legs
  • sand bench parts, dry fit legs
  • trim out cubbies
  • fit doors to cubbies
  • arrange upstairs as staining, sealing station for cubbies and racks
  • go get last ash and peruvian walnut at MacBeaths
  • mill parts for racks
  • break edges, sand rack parts
  • tape off and stain rack parts
  • stain benches
  • stain cubbies
My signature big finger joint design. Ash is so heavy, but pretty.

My signature big finger joint design. Ash is so heavy, but pretty.

Wow. Saturday will be all about sealing. I think I can make it. I know I can. Back at the cabin Monday night. I am dreaming about waking up there, watching the sun rise, making some bread for my classes, yoga and my first run in 2 1/2 weeks. Ankle feels ready for a little run. 

Ash on the LT and sugar pine on the RT. Going to make some 3-legged benches out of the pine with lathe turned cherry legs. Think I have just enough!

Ash on the LT and sugar pine on the RT. Going to make some 3-legged benches out of the pine with lathe turned cherry legs. Think I have just enough!

Last week this morning!

Grateful and inspired by the performances Friday before last at TAC. A wonderful piece in the paper honoring TAC and Director, generous, gorgeous creator, artist dancer Leyya Tawil. Check it out here: eastbayexpress.com/oakland/temescal-art-center-a-scrappy-interdisciplinary-haven-turns-20/Content?oid=9793773

Scene from performance at TAC 10/6/17

Scene from performance at TAC 10/6/17

TAC 10/6/17

TAC 10/6/17

Gillian representing the New Urban Naturalists at TAC 10/6

Gillian representing the New Urban Naturalists at TAC 10/6

Now working on first of last two projects to be completed in my lovely Berkeley studio. That's right, I am moving out. This place has been so wonderful. A kind of home base over the last few years. I hope to find something down south. 40% rent increase and other issues have forced me to make the tough choice to cut my last real concrete connection to the Bay. I will always come back but I need to go with this pull that is drawing me south. There's something there for me to discover.

My heart is heavy now. I've been able to catch up on some projects because school was cancelled all week due to the Napa/Sonoma fires. It's heart breaking to imagine the smoke we are breathing is what's left of peoples homes, memories, lives. The say that they are making progress and holding ground but I don't know how we are going to start back up... we will have to. I want to spend time Sunday and Monday looking again at my syllabi to see what can be done so we can still have a full and enriching semester. I know that some of my students will be deeply affected by this disaster. We all feel it, in our lungs, our eyes, our spirits. We are so connected to the forest it's overwhelming! I work with wood. I make video and performance art about the forest. I feel like I want to respond, express, somehow. It's something to ponder today.

Today: (in no particular order)

  1. design cubbies and get plywood.
  2. measure for brass
  3. clean brass
  4. get check
  5. glue up tops and legs!
  6. Yoga please 5PM

No school until at least Wednesday. I need to take advantage of this time. I miss the air. What we don't even notice on a normal day, now we can see and feel. Is this what it feels like to live and breathe in Beijing? Is this the future?

Performance this Friday at Temescal

So grateful to be included in this weekend's celebration @temescalartcenter. Years ago when I was a in a serious transition in my practice, through a friend I met Leyya Tawil, director, dance maker, amazing human. Leyya invited me to join the TAC community and my creativity has never been the same since. Working with dancers, movement practitioners continues to influence and transform my work. I am seriously still such a newbie to dance but as a self taught dancer finding TAC, Leyya and her community was like finding home. I will be premiering a new video for performance, the final scene of Lessons from the Forest (this is a provisional draft but it's something!) and another iteration of A World Without Nature, 2017. Still much work to do but it feels good working! Thank you for the inspirational kick in the butt!

Working it.

Working it.

Back in Cali - part 2

4 days in NY and then caught a flight to SFO, finally arriving in California on August 6th. I've been back in California for 1 week and I haven't stopped moving. Working to finish one job in order to start another and trying to prepare for school, and a show. All the while trying to process my experience over the last 6 weeks. Here's a few pictures to catch up to today. The dirty studio shots are brought to us by our new landlords who tore off the roof with little to no preparation and let debris and soot shower down into our studios for days. My studio is still a mess, but I must keep working. Others are getting cleaned. We, the tenants meet Thursday to discuss next steps.

Since the 6th I've been in Berkeley, Corralitos, Corte Madera and Auburn. Feeling extremely nomadic. New ideas though about the meaning of place and nomadism. Will write on it soon. Today is a workday: 

  1. Check Charlie's for drill and spade bit.
  2. Make new jig for drill into table top. (9)
  3. Drill new holes in brass 
  4. Clean brass 
  5. Make drawer fronts 
  6. Add slides to draws e-f
  7. Make shims for drop down leaf
  8. Clean tools and pack for installation (12)
  9. At FD 1 - 3:30 PM
  10. Cut last 2 pieces of brass
  11. Return to FB install last brass
  12. Clean, touch up and seal after hours.
  13. Go home or stay at CM

Really love to go home tonight but need to prep studio for big clean. I can take the 1 home tomorrow morning. It'll be nice. Today is all about work. Get it done! Then go home.

new track US ending of Lessons from the Forest...

Finally, got some work done on this second to last night of my unofficial residency. Thinking is work too though you know. But glad to get something more aural down, something that can exist outside of my own skull... in someone else's skull! New version of the final audio for the last sequence of Lessons from the Forest. Might be getting somewhere. As I was thinking today, do it, push it into being, finish it and move on...

On Running

This morning I woke up with last nights worries still on my mind. What's the point in sleeping if you wake up with that same old feeling. For a change, the sky was clear and the sun was out though the weather forecast called for rain. No one knows. I made some coffee, sat down to look at emails, FB, the news online, anything, something to pull me out of my head and into the new day but yesterday's ghosts are stubborn companions. I kept glancing out the window until a feeling of urgency seized my body. I have to go, get out and run...  But my running clothes are still in the dryer, wet from yesterday... where are my shoes?

My shoes were dry and by the door so in what I was wearing, white corduroys and a red windbreaker, I went out the door, running...

Nothing feels better to me these days. It's the only time my body and brain seem to be working together. It only took a few minutes to realize I'd overdressed but I didn't stop as I slipped off my jacket, tied it around my waist and kept on running...

Over the asphalt until it turns to gravel, past the neat german houses and the farms and fields of corn, across the bridge spanning the autobahn into the forest, where the air still glimmered with mist in the morning light. As the path gently bends, I cannot see around the corner, what the future holds, but it doesn't matter. 

Body-Mind connection my ego isolated, slips of paper at her feet, letters of regret, unmet expectations, to find the will to let it all go, to feel today free of the weight, the wait.... Nothing else really matters. I have nothing else, none of us do, besides today. 

I run for 3 miles before stopping to catch my breath. Looking down I notice my corduroys and can't help but smile. I bend down to pick up a twig, from a fir or a spruce, to admire the lichen laced around it, and the how the colors, saturated with rain, fill my eyes with wonder.  My mind drifts on thoughts about fallen trees, time and space, symbiosis, friendship. I put the branch down and keep on running, across the damp earth, that gives a little, welcoming and returning a little bounce of energy, a burst of dew arches at my heels and it feels like I'm getting closer to something...

It's raining now. I'm glad to be inside. My legs are tired but not sore. The arch of my left foot, the cramp in my right upper calf, old friends now, call to mind my vulnerable, resilient, sensitive, strong, human body. All our bodies with grace carrying us through the days, sunlit and golden, or to the bone cold, wet hair loose with rain running down our backs when inside it's like a miracle, a fire, burns. 

As long as I can I will keep on running.

 

On Anxiety

Someone posted something on FB the other day about how anxiety disorder can give you super powers. It was a nice article but sort of cute. Running today I thought more about the subject:

The thing about anxiety that I find so transformative is the way it makes me feel after the panic has subsided. After the cold hard clasp around my neck has loosened, replaced by the familiar damp comfort of my own sweat I am in awe of it all. I am in awe of the rhythm of my breath, and the continuing beat of my heart muscle encased in blood that circulates through my entire body, from the top of my head to the tip of my toes, blood I can see sometimes when I make an error in judgement. This is the gift of anxiety, something others might experience through the use of hallucinogenic drugs, or near life-near death experiences. I can't say I've been near death in a clinical manner but the way one with anxiety faces the limitless abyss of ones own making is a kind of death that you experience but then are pardoned from and in this after life you have a new awareness, your senses are heightened.  Some people might say you are a very sensitive person... but I say We are alive.

Yea, it's my birthday

...Which can be tricky for us sensitive types. I was trying to ready myself but it was still a bit tough waking up alone and making my first cup of coffee, but there was some kind of energy, a softness against my back, bouying me, keeping me from falling completely, nudging me forward, gently encouraging me to create a kind day. Out on the trail before 8AM I ran into some realizations. I don't need to write them down. I know it in my heart. Running listening to the air, the birds and trees my mind drifting between ideas of forgiveness and healing and ultimately at spirit of confidence and determination. My mom sent a note and I replied in a slightly catty tone (I am a Leo!) sending her a link to the shoes currently occupying the top of my birthday wish list. HOKA LOVE! These shoes brought me back to running, something I am really proud I'm able to do again. Heading out soon in fact, today, for a longer run. Shooting for 7 - 8 miles, then tomorrow can be a recovery day. But last night, dinner, Filet Mignon, Glazed Ginger Carrots, Roasted Cauliflower, Brown Rice and for dessert, banana bread with cherries, chocolate and cream.... some Stone IPAs wow!!!! What a treat. I have the energy I think to run a bit longer today.

Birthday wishes.... Hoka ATR Love!

Birthday wishes.... Hoka ATR Love!

I don't usually think of myself as a flowers type of gal but this morning these couldn't be sweeter! From my hosts at Oberpfälzer Künstlerhaus. Cupcake did not make the photoshoot.

I don't usually think of myself as a flowers type of gal but this morning these couldn't be sweeter! From my hosts at Oberpfälzer Künstlerhaus. Cupcake did not make the photoshoot.

Studio now, Czech writing, German dictionary, SM58 and my laptop that I finally paid off just yesterday!

Studio now, Czech writing, German dictionary, SM58 and my laptop that I finally paid off just yesterday!

Our show has also been getting some write ups, most notably from Helmut Hein, MZ, a philosopher and journalist from Regensburg. The article is very positive. There are some errors, Santa Cruz is not a small town... and my parents are not "primeval." Some things get lost in translation for sure. One has to move around the words, try to understand the spirit and meaning and connections. Translation is not a literal exercise. I've been doing a lot of it lately and it's been very satisfying and challenging.

I like this picture! Though I have a little bedhead going on in the back. Dominic and Susanne... I hope to stay in touch with both.

I like this picture! Though I have a little bedhead going on in the back. Dominic and Susanne... I hope to stay in touch with both.

I think I maybe moving toward a new future line of research. It's inevitable I suppose. But I've been reading about Language via David Abrahms wonderful book Spell of the Sensous. I feel as though I should read it again but I'm on to the next, Green Bloc by Maja Fowkes about Ecological Art during the Socialist/Communist era in Central and Eastern Europe. There is something uniquely effective about this work being made during that period of political oppression. And of course I have a personal connection to it, as part of my identity, my ancestry and my contemporary art practice. It's like this maybe: In the USA there is so much abundance and at the same time such civil discontent.

There are layers and layers of social issues from civil rights, reparations for slavery, first nations, womens' rights to equal pay, to have control over their own bodies, and all the socially sanctioned phobias against immigrants, gays, lesbians, trans people, class, economical, racial oppression and privilege....phew to much to name...  so focusing on the environment might seem to some a sort of soft, elitist, or privileged. I don't know, this is just a slowly evolving idea... making ecological work seems somehow less pointed, on point (?) than making work on social issues, I get the feeling at least sometimes.

Yet it only takes a moment to understand how it is all connected. And even then though it carries this sort of utopian hippie leisure class aura. SO in the context of political oppression, ecological work possesses a certain weight possibly because the environment, the plants, animals, bio-systems abused by power structures can be readily imagined as symbols of under-represented or oppressed social classes.

But it's also very exciting to learn about what was going on behind the iron curtain, how these artists were creating an art form and practice that would resonate for decades and generations to come. I'm into it. All right. It's 9AM. I need to get myself up and into the studio. May be a little break in the storm today at noon and would love to run between the rain drops. Here is a list of somethings I'd love to touch on today:

  1. Run!
  2. Work on new classes 1 hour
  3. Work on Lichen - I need to draw up possible track patterns. Made it longer last night and decided some things. The video projections can be simple, and there is a figure/dancer that passes over the 3 separate channels, once alone, then in 3s. in silhouette? 
  4. Us needs the vocal track. Transplant existing and sing along with it.
  5. Go through video for Us. 
  6. Imagine what the last frames might be like.
  7. Look at FD-RS project dimensions and make a basic sketch.
  8. Important phone call 7PM - 10PM!
  9. Read Green Bloc
  10. Read Post-Commodity
  11. Make visual outline for Deacon essay.

Freaking the Flow Out!

The opening reception was fun and well attended. We sat for an interview with a photographer/philosopher from Regensburg then went to lunch at the new cafe next door to the residency. I really enjoyed chatting with everyone. I've been feeling isolated, in my non-german speaker world... but I learned to say Ich sprechen kein deutch and people really opened up and started speaking to me! Plus some people lamented that they did not know more czech. The borders were closed for so long... they would say. And so the day went well but after everyone departed I felt restless so I worked on Lichen some more and got it further along. Still I have no footage and:

  1. I like the moments when the english and czech meet or stagger but sometimes it's too jumbled. I will have to devise a sort of weaving pattern. Jumbled moments can happen but seldom and for a reason.
  2. Now that it's taken me 2 days to pronounce the czech (I could redo it all now as well, faster, and may have too) I can only imagine the German will take at least twice as long! And I still need the translation from the interns. Nudge that along today. (email is okay)
  3. Pick up stuff to return to Amazon.de
  4. Video for Lichen????? None taken yet. Hoping to go out later today as in 20 minutes! Though it may rain.
  5. Some video taken last night for US. I hope I am not getting ahead of myself. Excited at the moment. But I know sometimes the first sort of revelation is not the final... but sometimes it is....
Incomplete Arrival, 2017

Incomplete Arrival, 2017

Really odd stuff. But something. Maybe a little heavy handed right now. Plan to soften it and overlay, much softer. This is the raw material.

Incomplete Arrival, 2017

Incomplete Arrival, 2017

Incomplete arrival, 2017

Incomplete arrival, 2017

Incomplete Arrival, 2017

Incomplete Arrival, 2017

I also filmed the boombox... that was what started it all. I thought I'd turned it off but it was blinking at me from across the room. It's some sweet and simple footage. Not sure if it's the one but it might squeak into the mix. 

Afterwards I made the mistake of going online and was ambushed by domestic concerns. It sent me into a spiral of anxiety. I began to visualize a abandoned treadmill, running, humming, with a repetitive thrumming where the belt track seam hit the driving pulley, and strewn about the machine were books and boxes and clothes and unfinished furniture parts. Oh my lordy lord goddess help me take another deep breath! Later on my sleep was disrupted by a severe leg cramp. I can still feel it in my upper calf. But by the time I woke up a voice inside was saying, "WTF. Don't be a victim here. Take all the time it needs. But get to work and work smart....," 

Then I read some of David Sedaris's Diaries and I feel considerably better (looking for a few comedic essays for my Professional Practice class because future artists must at least have a well developed sense of humor, or at least know where to find some comic relief!). Heck, if it's all gone to heck in a hand basket at home, there's as I've realized, the rest of the world.

Gotta get serious. Where's my toothbrush. I'm ready.

Studio Daze

And I travel half way around the world to finally get some solid studio daze? Or is my studio now expanded, existing all around me, enveloping me like the very environment from which I take breath. I breathe it in. I am grateful. 

Byrne-Milliron Forest, Santa Cruz County, California USA

Byrne-Milliron Forest, Santa Cruz County, California USA

I have returned to work on the last two episodes of the first season (haha why not!) of Lessons from the Forest. The sequences deal with Lichen and the ever expanding universe, macro and micro as we are nested in both at once. Our personal perspective is an echo of an enveloping reality that echoes out beyond our conscious capacity... or is that it's yet untapped. Can we feel it somehow, in a field, in our hearts, the infinity of being in the present? 

Minerals from the Berlin Natural History Museum July 2017

Minerals from the Berlin Natural History Museum July 2017

Plans today include working on audio, meeting the mayor of Schwandorf, lunch with the director of the Art Center where I am staying and hopefully some socializing with the 3 other artists in the show. This has been a very solitary experience. Not knowing the language, hardly a drop, really limits ones hopes and desires to communicate. I keep trying to push myself out the door and down the street to the neighborhood biergarten but I am ashamed. It is a feeling I must endure. This is how language works sometimes. It keeps us apart. I'll practice a few phrases next. I will make it a goal to go to that biergarten! Perhaps on my birthday... which is Tuesday, July 25! 

Two baskets (3 feet and 6 feet tall) from 2016, San Francisco, CA  USA

Two baskets (3 feet and 6 feet tall) from 2016, San Francisco, CA  USA

Looking back at some work from this past year I see that it wasn't all a loss. These guys above, though problematic (which could be more an issue of studio dimensions and storage space) moved my work in a new directions. Materially there are definite issues. But I believe I could find something more resilient, more forgiving in others like these. I also liked the wall mounted version and hope to make more of those for fun and experimentation.

More little worlds, total height around 12", maybe 10" wide. From my de Young Museum installation October, 2016, San Francisco, CA  USA

More little worlds, total height around 12", maybe 10" wide. From my de Young Museum installation October, 2016, San Francisco, CA  USA

From Abrams: If the past makes up the ground underneath our feet, we may benefit from on occasion, reexamining recent events to better understand where we stand, in the present. As it's my birthday month, July, I am being fiercely critical of myself. But also in awe of the flow of events. Can't list them now. Turning towards the new day in front of me, but my feet feel like they are suddenly standing on firmer, but more forgiving ground. 

Soft Sundays from Byrne-Milliron Forest, Santa Cruz County, CA  USA

Soft Sundays from Byrne-Milliron Forest, Santa Cruz County, CA  USA

Order of operations:

  1. Work on audio 1 hr
  2. Get ready for meetings
  3. Meet and greet
  4. Lunch with Andrea

We're getting a pretty solid rain now. The forest will be pleased. Lichen will be refreshed and ready for filming in the coming days. The tripod I managed to get my hands on weighs more than my bike! Ha! Not really but it's pretty solid. I'll find some rope and make it happen. Audio first, then video. Once I have the footage it's nearly there... or somewhere... must keep things open for magical accidents, those that happen when we pay close and constant attention to the work, when we let go of expectations and just let it unfold. But gotta get all my parts on the table.

Caio for now! Or I should practice... Tchuss!

Keep on rambling...

Finding it hard to write. I've been traveling now for 3 weeks and more. I've seen places, chatted with people, drank a lot of beer, started running again. I feel like I've not stopped moving for some time, even before I boarded that plane. Pretty soon I'll be climbing back on heading back to NY and then California, hopping back onto the freeway and starting another semester. What is this all for? Life is for living, I remind myself as often as possible. Those old expectations are meaningless in light of my new life. I don't know what will happen next. No one does really in the large sense. Certainly some things can be predicted but others remain a mystery until they evolve and emerge before us. 

Back to the forest again...

Back to the forest again...

Back into the forest with me then. If I am lost mentally it's time to get lost physically. See where I come out in the end. Is it all still because of the heart? Is that the chief agent in all this? Do I need to shut it off, subdue its constant questioning to get anything done? Or do I join it, listen to it and say yes, that's true, that did hurt you but here are some great new things to consider and take in. The past I am learning is underground. The past is behind and beyond that horizon that is untouchable. The future withholds yet yields eventually to our will, given we still have some to greet what is still invisible. The past is buried, the future is ready to be unearthed. It's always in front of you. And me.

Yea, okay, so it's been a while since I held decent studio hours. I feel like the past year, year plus I really threw myself into a mess. I stretched myself so thin that all I could do was just barely show up. That is not even touching on the true potential I can may achieve in a present state, with presence. I'm done with that, not taking the work seriously, going through the motions. It's not satisfying. It's not productive. It's not respectful to anything or anyone. Am I going to publish this, likely not... just write.

There are a lot of things I want to write about. The Deacon show for one. And the song Magnificent. I also would like to write a script for the de Young video. I am on it! I have all the time I need. Now for just a little list to get me organized, mentally. 

  1. Run ~
  2. Read
  3. Listen to mom's recording of Lichen
  4. Edit script lichen ~
  5. Record czech lichen
  6. Choose 4 german phrases to learn for tomorrow
  7. 10-11AM tripod and memory card ~ (new card missing, not delivered)
  8. Read through lichen and draw up story board
  9. Look through de Young material and start sketching ideas for a 3 - 4 minute video. (this may be postponed... yes, use this as my Djerassi application.)
  10. Remaster US
  11. Draw up story board for US
  12. Shoot some video
  13. Write, just write, ramble, and make an outline of the Deacon review
  14. Write an outline of the Magnificent (song) review
  15. Write an outline of Hana's story  So go on then. Don't be afraid. Failure is imminent. It's what's on the other side that I'm aiming for. Failure is part of the process. Fear or failure is natural. Move through it. But let's try to focus on being present today, here, now, feeling my own two feet on the earth.
  16. Pedicure! Why of course. If I'm to meet the mayor!
  17. Listen to German tape.     Oh! About the earth, I have begun reading about central eastern european art during the socialist/communist regime and I find it so inspiring. I've decided to make or remake a piece Wednesday and or Thursday it honor of those artists I am just learning about. Add to the list:
  18. Read more about central eastern european ecological art practices during the                   socialist/communist regime
  19. Write a bit or draw about Abrams. This book is really sprawling. Yet amazingly specific to my present mental and creative moment.

..to be continued no doubt. Write it all down. 

Lost in Prague (after finding friends in Berlin)

Almost 10 days has passed since my last post and 2 weeks since my last real post. I've been in Europe, part pleasure, part research, part art business trip. I have loads of photos and experiences to share. I'm realizing too that well known phrase 'where ever I am, I am me...' and I like it. Lately I've been thinking about about life, how things turn and suddenly your on a new and unexpected path and how these new life ways might not meet previous expectations. It takes a while to accept it's not like you think it would be and sometimes this blinds you from new opportunities nested in this alternative present.

Walking around Berlin with Judith and Christoph

Walking around Berlin with Judith and Christoph

Judith, Christoph and friends at a Berlin dance hall and beer garden after visiting gallery KW

Judith, Christoph and friends at a Berlin dance hall and beer garden after visiting gallery KW

Berlin was wonderful although brief but I was eager to get to Prague. But my time there was rich and lovely. Spending time with my new friends, debating art, eating Turkish food and learning to navigate the metro was a great way to acclimate further to the European continent. The flat I stayed in was so cool, a combination of run down ikea antique. Big windows, art everywhere, moments of spot on design and architectural decline. Everyone was so welcoming. I hope to have good reason to return! Maybe a show in Christoph's gallery? Will put that idea in my back pocket. Spending time with them started to warm up my cold art muscles and I found myself starting to think again about making non-utilitarian studio work. 

Poster for the Deacon retrospective in Praha '17

Poster for the Deacon retrospective in Praha '17

...and then I saw this! More on this to come. Time to get my running shoes on and clear my head running through the urban parks in Praha. 2 days left till I head to Schwandorf... much to do, mainly prep some video for the screening and master 'US', play around with AfterEffects and visit Kavarna Novy Svet to enjoy some more coffee and pastries and take pictures. My dear friends with whom I've been staying opened the cafe a few years ago and it's making quite a name for itself. The coffee is superior, the baked goods are delicious and made with love and the atmosphere keeps you coming back. yesterday they were a little short staffed and I put on an apron and worked back and front of house for 9 hours. It was super fun and I felt happy to have a chance to help those who have helped me feel so welcome here in Prague.

Squeezing it in!

Today is the last big work day on the desk. Managed to get some things done yesterday and played one song at the Ivy for kind people. My fingers were all over the place but I think my voice was pretty solid. So glad I made that sudden turn right instead of heading towards the freeway. I drove up to see friends waiting for me to play! I feel blessed.

Brass inlay #2. Pretty pretty. Wait till I stain the Ash to Walnut!

Brass inlay #2. Pretty pretty. Wait till I stain the Ash to Walnut!

Massive amounts of things to do today. But getting near to sanding, staining and sealing. Some drawers left to finish which can actually happen later. And I think the brass might just work... if I can fit the bend in my studio! I should try to test it and actually bend it for real on site.

  1. Rafael - table corners, brass screws (for drawer fronts), Brasso, 80 grit sand paper, shorter bolts, t-nuts and something else I just thought of and promptly forgot!
  2. Finish drop down.
  3. Fix bottoms of curves.
  4. Sand stain fronts and tops!
  5. Finish drawers and drawer fronts.
  6. Sand insides and seal.
  7. I will have to epoxy the top brass onsite. The front vertical brass... prep it.. May need to chisel out the base trim a tiny bit to get brass flush over as well as cut that funny bottom corner on A.
  8. Measure and drill holes in big brass. 
  9. Clean and cut brass.
  10. Label drawers and unload, wrap!

I am sure there is tons more to do. That's all I can think of. Might actually squeeze a run in on Sunday! Deliver-install starts at 3. Yow!!! This might just.... this is happening.

 

 

 

I'll Sleep on the Plane

It's serious. Time is playing tricks, slipping away as I work, and rework. I'm learning so much! Trying to stay calm and present through all this. Much to do, much has been done. I'm taking a moment for myself this morning to run then back to the shop.

Last run 3 days ago.

Last run 3 days ago.

I can sense an all nighter in my future but I can just sleep on the plane! Monday 5:15 PST. Yow!

I've built 8 of these pull out shelves. 2 more to go!

I've built 8 of these pull out shelves. 2 more to go!

To keep things relatively even i love my shop jigs!

To keep things relatively even i love my shop jigs!

Did something new with my planer yesterday. Big plywood is a dumbie board and the birch slips right over the top to safely plane under 1/8 of an inch. Love my little Makita!

Did something new with my planer yesterday. Big plywood is a dumbie board and the birch slips right over the top to safely plane under 1/8 of an inch. Love my little Makita!

I was home at the cabin for less than 2 hours yesterday to close up and pack and look what greeted me! Joy blooms. Hope in a crystal. Things are ripening and ready to burst!

I was home at the cabin for less than 2 hours yesterday to close up and pack and look what greeted me! Joy blooms. Hope in a crystal. Things are ripening and ready to burst!

Now for my list:

  1. Run
  2. Shower (it's an accomplishment sometimes!)
  3. Shop by 9AM prep to bend birch for lower trim.
  4. Bend lower trim 
  5. Line up C+D
  6. bolts
  7. Face frame
  8. Shelf (2)
  9. Drawers
  10. Cut Brass
  11. Haircut 5 PM

I will have to work after my haircut, probably till the sun goes down. Thankful for the long days. Tonight I will pack and prep a bit for my trip plus drill holes!! Sleep on the plane.

Count down to Berlin!

Time to hustle. 9 days to installation. Making progress but still much to do. Work, run, eat, sleep.

Looking good. 

Looking good. 

Picked up brass yesterday. It's too long to fit in my studio! Will have to cut it up just to manage it. Think about that later today. Now a list to keep me focused. Early to bed tonight....!

  1. Run
  2. bolt center cabs together
  3. Glue, nail trip on two center cabs
  4. Finish up edges of tops
  5. Cut 3/4 inch brass for tops (test)
  6. Router top groove (3/4 inch, 1/8 inch shy deep)
  7. Shelves for center cabs
  8. Drawers for center cabs (need screws)
  9. Rip and add plywood supports for lower trim.
  10. Rip 1/8th inch x 2 1/8 inch Ash for 2 corners
  11. Cut plywood corner supports (use existing scraps corners!)
  12. Call hairdresser see if can move around appointment (?)

Breathe. Run. Have some fun. Ice cream!!!!

Details, details

It's detail time at Made by Hand. Trying to stay focused, go with the flow, get to sleep by 11 and stay hydrated. Berlin is 12 days away!

Well that took forever!

Well that took forever!

TO DO:

  1. Make a list.
  2. Focus on finishing one cab completely today to know trim, shelf and drawer layout.
  3. Build base frame.
  4. Details, details....
  5. Order brass for pick up tomorrow.
  6. Run till the sun goes down!

Well that all seems feasible. Good luck! Happy Solstice! 

Starting to Finish...!

I found myself sanding the tops last night which means I must be getting close to starting to finish!!

My mini-shop chock full of cabinets and tools!

My mini-shop chock full of cabinets and tools!

Still a good amount of questions but they are getting fewer. Wrote up a pretty good punch list which leaves even a few days for catching up and time to pack!

Punch list time!

Punch list time!

I was working late last night having had a late start due to a early morning migraine followed by a mid morning nose bleed! So since I was only sanding and it was past 7PM I had a bit of Corralitos Brewing CO. Lupalin IPA. Making sanding fun again!

Only because all I was going was sanding. Otherwise kids, safety first!

Only because all I was going was sanding. Otherwise kids, safety first!

On Monday I did have a pretty magical day. On my run I came upon a little creature in need. What happened next just about made my... life. I'll post a bit later about it but for now it's up on my instagram page. enjoy!