
Why I Still Cut Joints by Hand
Power tools are faster. Hand tools are better. Here's why I reach for the chisel when the router is three feet away.
Not everything worth making is made of wood. These posts are the other side of the workbench — project writeups, poetry, stray thoughts about craftsmanship, and the occasional story that needed telling. Some pieces are polished. Some are rough drafts that felt honest enough to share.
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Power tools are faster. Hand tools are better. Here's why I reach for the chisel when the router is three feet away.

A poem about the workshop at 5 AM, before the crew arrives and the day starts asking questions.

How we salvaged 90-year-old white oak from a collapsed barn and raised it again in three days.

You can tell a lot about a piece of wood before you ever cut it. Weight is the first conversation.

Writing on a manual typewriter is a lot like cutting dovetails. You can't undo. You can only get better.

A short poem about the first light in the workshop.