Making progress in the new studio finally. It's taken me long enough. The task feels immense. And with my injury it involves some pain. But the joy of working, handling my tools again, dreaming about how to arrange and fill the space.... a little pain is worth it. Yesterday I built a new base for my new Bosch Table Saw, twice of course as the first time it was too tall. I managed to pry open another window so now I have a pretty bright space now, plenty bright to work in and I like to hear the people walking past, the cars honking on Main Street, tamale, garlic, corn and occasional fish smells from the taquerias, which are legion downtown. I want to eat at them all. Witnessed a man through a window of one slurping from a bowl as big as his head. I could imagine the red, smokey broth, dotted with cilantro and cotija.
I feel so soothed by the process of making. It's been absent from my life for months. I am looking forward to getting the last furniture piece done for my Berkeley friends and then make some pieces for myself, or my friends, but also I'll need to practice and prepare for my Summer Wood Working for WOMEN class at Cabrillo!!!! Good thing I still have the step stool and haven't ever glued it up! And I found the plans for the dove-tail jig. Just need to make plans for the caddy.... There's also the basketry class at Cabrillo I'll be teaching in June. Now what did I say we'd do?