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In case you're wondering, I am still above ground. After several years of participating in fine art photography shows and selling enough prints to count on both hands with some fingers left over, I have shifted back to instrument building. These tenor ukes are currently nearing completion.
Close-up of lettering from my mural at Thinkspace.
I hung an antique toy uke up on the wall as part of my
installation in the front room of the gallery. Photo by Mark Lowrie.
Ruxley’s resident music group ‘Emmaus’ put their normal instruments aside and picked up ukuleles to accompany the congregation in a rendition of ‘When all the saints go marching in’.
I've played a baratone uke for....oh, ever. It was smaller and easier to carry around than a guitar and less daunting....all those strings on the guitar! The songs of Peter, Paul and Mary, Joan Baez, Trini Lopez, Joni Mitchell, etc. were very "singable", so that's what I played. I still pull it out sometimes and make my fingers sore because the calluses are gone. My sister wrote my name and cut it out for me, and I decoupaged it on my uke using clear fingernail polish, coat after coat after coat. I thought it looked very Peter Max. She's very talented and artsy.
For Flickr Group Roulette and My Love Affair With Music.
A tiny ukulele made from a mini bottle gourd. The top, neck, and head are balsa wood. The frets and edging are pyrography. The bridge and tuning pegs are made from toothpicks. The strings are sewing thread.