Welcome to the Workshop

There's a particular smell when you walk into a woodworking shop — sawdust and tung oil and something older, something that lives in the grain of the timber itself. That's where this blog begins: at the workbench, surrounded by shavings.

I've been working with wood for over a decade now, and I've learned that every piece of timber has its own personality. A slab of old-growth redwood salvaged from a barn doesn't behave like a freshly milled length of white oak. Each one demands a different approach, a different tempo.

This blog is a place to share that process — the decisions that go into each piece, the materials I choose and why, the happy accidents that turn a mistake into a feature. You'll find project stories, notes on technique, and the occasional reflection on what it means to make things by hand in an age of automation.

Stay tuned. There's plenty to talk about.