Where does it start? Where it always starts…….…Something wood! About 20 years ago, Jan was scouring one of the local auction houses in Victoria and stumbled across a lovely old woodie airplane propeller. Not being able to pass up such a find, he placed an absentee bid of $500. He lost 🙁 So sad; Shelley be glad 😉
A few years later, a close friend mentioned to Jan that a local antique store was going out of business and he’d noticed a great find on sale. A wood airplane propeller for $200; do I need to tell you it was the same darn propellor. SOLD! It hangs in the shop office.
Another year for Joel at BCIT – Joinery Apprenticeship. All went well; next year booked.
Nice to know that fine woodwork is not a dying art; nor is it gender specific. Here is an excerpt from a letter I received from my Great-Niece, Vienna in Fort Fraser, BC. Her comment on her Grade 10 Wood Shop Class:
In my wood shop class I built a rocking dinosaur toy and I am currently working on a hope chest. There is only one other girl in my class and we work extra hard to show up the boys. They often tease me because I’m the smallest, and they know I’m tougher than them. Every class I think of you guys!
Sold to a customer in Australia the eccentric piece is a solid sapele body with a laminate top of (from centre out) bubinga, cherry, figured sapele, ziricote, purpleheart, western maple, padauk, wenge, flame maple, and mahogany. The pickup rings and cavity cover are sapele, and the neck is (centre-out) bloodwood, eastern maple, walnut, cherry, and more bloodwood, with a purpleheart fretboard and maple interval dots.
Jan’s Shop – Snug as a Bug Winter 1998 – All Photos by Jan T Nielsen
Jan has been censored for having to much fun loving what we do; for wanting to share our passion; for mentoring others who share our desire to work with wood. So here’s a little blast from a Past Day Off back in the winter of 1998. By the way, for those who read this and censor, the tools are an accumulation of 3 generations of woodworkers; including the wife’s side of the family. That’s almost 400 years worth!
Two Philadelphia restaurants were named among the 50 best new restaurants in the nation in a new list released by the culinary and entertainment magazine Bon Appétit.
Two Philadelphia restaurants were named among the 50 best new restaurants in the nation in a new list released by the culinary and entertainment magazine Bon Appétit. Wm. Mulherin’s Sons was one of the two of the seven restaurants from the list’s mid-Atlantic region which made the list. Congratulations! We are proud to be a small sliver in their success.
Our Western Maple Servers (with live edge) and juice groove made their way to Philadelphia this past Spring. Wm. Mulherin’s Sons is a rustic Italian-influenced neighbourhood joint; focusing on pizza and wood-fired fare. The menu is seasonally driven with just the right balance of casual sophistication.
Thanks for all the wonderful photos we received for the contest last month!
Of particular interest from one of our photo submitters in Whitehorse, Yukon is his bit of family history:
Sure would like those seeds as I am a bit of a gardener. For your information, I have a great great Uncle Drummond, a naturalist, who was returning from Yellow Head Pass [BC/ Alberta], in 1827 and met up with David Douglas [the botanical collector who was bring back the seeds of the Douglas fir tree] on their return trip UK. The two of them just about drowned in a small boat swept out 70 miles into Hudson Bay.
My uncle left the main group and entered the Jasper area via the Hudson Bay Co. fur brigade’s trade canoes, collecting his specimens on route of bird, insect and four legged animals as a naturalist would. He preserved them in duplicate for his return trip to England just in case he had a mishap on route. And he had plenty of both, specimens and mishaps while spending two and half years of adventure in Canada.
Incidentally, my uncle, a civilian, was invited on the 2nd land exploration to the Polar Sea [Arctic] led by British naval officer [Sir] John Franklin. He is in the news lately as they found his two ships in the Arctic from his 1845 expedition. My uncle was on a successful and well planned trip, whereas Franklin’s 1st exploration expedition [fortunately for my uncle] half the members died of starvation and the survivors only managed with the help of local natives.