I never thought I’d see myself as a woodworker. My father had a lot of power tools and built furniture in his leisure. I found the extremely loud screeching of the equipment intimidating. The sawdust covered my already smudged glasses to a point close to blindness.
I moved onto work that involved using my hands on a keyboard. Planning projects and writing code.
I now find myself looking back at these tools to shape wood into interesting things. Specifically, guitars. I’m heading down a path to try to recreate the sound and fury of a guitar. The upcoming posts are to document what I learn along the way. I. anticipate many setbacks, but hopefully I’ll end up with something interesting.