Friday, October 11, 2013


As a testament to the advertising theory of "sex sells", I'm here to inform you that blog posts with the words "vagina" and "testicles" in the heading, generate giant spikes in page views.
 So we've established that you guys are a bunch of perverts, and that's all right.
Back to business.
 There's a secret room at Salvage One. Buried beneath it's treasures was a dilapidated shop cart. From my research, I discovered this to be from the neighborhood of the 1920's.
 As I stated before, my goal was to find the middle ground in restoring this. I achieved that middle ground, at least I think I did. It's been done in such a way that it's character is still in tact, yet it can still compliment a living space.
 It's a strange vibe working on this kind of period piece. I feel more like some kind of professor dusting off fossils in a museum then I do a carpenter. There's just a different level of care.
 The other day I was looking at my Pintrest account. I had a very proud moment as I looked over my body of work for the past year and a half. Not too shitty for a guy without a formal shop space. Not too shitty at all.

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