Daniel in the dorms at UArts.
Max ordinarily plans each piece carefully, but in the heat of his frustration after losing an entire morning’s work, he decided to just put a piece of wood on the lathe and improvise. This persistent crack, which ran much deeper than Max believed it would, was the cause. I circled it in pen for your convenience, did ultimately lead Max to something fruitful–you might say that a bowl slipped through.
The ITE switch was used to be installed at the UArts woodshops, but it was moved to NextFab this year. On the first day of every June, Albert throws it into the “ON” position, summoning the residents from the ether, and it is then taped and locked firmly in place.
Mulberry, paduak and wenge in NextFab’s lumber cage.
Furniture pieces in storage at NextFab.
It seems that someone at NextFab was expecting Max.
Lathed up and ready to turn!
The laser cutter at work on something for Megan.
Daniel’s work station in the process of being set up.
Max, with great prescience, has labeled this chunk of wood with the name of one of my favorite Cat Stevens songs.