I love wood. There is no better or more versatile material. We live in it, sit on it, store things in it, grind it to a pulp and wipe our asses with it. It was one of our first weapons after the ever-handy rock. There is nothing quite like taking a pile o’ boards and making something out of it. I would love to be there when they unearth my dust collection bags and make the students name the woods.
From top to bottom: solid maple reproduction of a country dry sink, mahogany bowl, cedar Adirondack chair.