Driving down an inner suburban street I discovered this uncommunicative guy piling all these once loved boards into the back of a truck. It reminded me of a pod of beached pilot whales stranded with an uncertain future.
Went to get my hair cut at Steve's last night! Steve's from Scotland and has been doing his craft out of his garage for a decade. I always leave his place with smart hair and with my spirit lifted . . . He's such a wonderful character.
It's easy to think that craftsmen make things for us to use or to look at. But I've discovered around where I live there's a heap of guys whos pursuit is to make some very fine wine. And they succeed.