What I enjoy most, what I’ve always enjoyed most, is the time after a frame (and fork) has been finished. For all the gaffes and second-guesses that are part of the process, the new morning when another order is about to begin, but nothing yet has happened, and there’s all this enthusiasm for that maybe just maybe this next one will check all the boxes. But I haven’t done a thing yet, but am about to, very soon. That moment between the ideal of a concept and the reality that, the moment before I start hacking on a pipe, adjusting a spec, or using some cutting tools, there’s that small window of time when nothing absolutely nothing has gone sideways (yet). It’s a small moment at most. One that every maker knows.
All This By Hand