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I added a couple of lines of French poetry to this that I found floating around on my worktable. Thought them appropriate.
Birds eye view of the felty chaos resulting from 2 days of hard crafting :)
(This is actually our kitchen table!)
I know nothing about the origin of these three photos. They show most likely a woodblock printing studio in post-war Japan. In this photo the carver is clearing wood with a large chisel, gently tapping the chisel with a hammer in his right hand. The block is anchored with a wooden peg to keep it from sliding across his worktable.
Once in a while you come across a great "find". . . I collect old brushes and I recently acquired this very old wooden palette. It is amazing! And don't you just love the brush in the middle with the carved wooden handle?
The Chalon worktable is one of those classic Chalon pieces that is often emulated but never matched. The sheer weight and scale of these pieces impose warm authority into the space the occupy. Instantly calming and resorative. Clients can be reassured that they will preserve their values for the years ahead.
A new, smaller worktable, for smaller spaces (or to fill the corner the "L" with two full sized worktables.)
I've upgraded this one and the Worktable 2! They now have 15 poses, not 9, and many of them rez props.
Read more about it on the SL Marketplace, or some and try it out at the R(S)W Main Store on Livingtree.
The Chalon worktable is one of those classic chalon pieces that is often emulated, but never matched. The sheer weight and scale of these pieces impose warm authority into the space the occupy. Instantly calming and resorative. Clients can be reassured that they will preserve their values for the years ahead.
A nice double D end worktable with oak top. Chalon prefer to produce all the tops from single planks to avoid a patchwork look.
This if the right hand side of the workspace. The room was redesigned around the IKEA Expedit shelves and worktable.
boston, massachusetts
january 1971
metalsmith / jewelry maker
meeting house gallery, beacon hill
part of an archival project, featuring the photographs of nick dewolf
© the Nick DeWolf Foundation
Image-use requests are welcome via flickrmail or nickdewolfphotoarchive [at] gmail [dot] com
This is the most workable surface-area I've EVER had in this or any studio of mine, which is exciting for ME, but kinda sad when I look at photos of people with vast swaths of counter-top on which to play...
Size: 6”x6” framed
Tesserae: Scrap stained glass, wine bottle glass, broken glass bracelet.
The concept of ‘one person’s trash is another person’s treasure’ is one I firmly believe in. My work often includes glass, or other enduring materials, that others would discard. When I’ve finished a mosaic, even the smallest cut-off ‘scrap’ glass is sorted into containers for possible future use. Our recycle bins reside near my workshop space and often glass is diverted from the bin to my worktable. Such interesting colors, curves, textures and shapes!
The initial inspiration for this piece came from a frame found at a local fundraising sale for a sick boy. It was likely a sample from a frame shop as, although it has the same texture throughout, it showcases two different color ways, light and shadow. The realization that my photo of an owl, which lives at the Florida Aquarium in Tampa, has this same light/dark split confirmed this direction and decided my portrait subject. Continuing with the cast-off/recycled theme, I fitted the frame with a piece of scrap hardibacker concrete board and pulled out my containers of small scrap glass for his feathers. A broken glass bracelet, ground even thinner, worked perfectly for the outer ring of his eyes and a variety of green circles, nipped from wine bottles, added the feel of leaves to the background, but with contrasting shape and shine vs. the owl and frame. Grout colors (green, cream, wheat, grays…) were chosen and applied to enhance the background and his feather coloring and shading.
He is ready to live at your home with new hanging hardware (no, didn’t recycle here) and his backside is painted and signed.
Linda Pieroth Smith
Website: MosaicSmith.com
Contact: LindaSmith@MosaicSmith.com
Facebook page: www.facebook.com/LindaPierothSmithMosaics
Blog: MosaicSmith.Blogspot.com
Florida, USA
Utrecht University Library – Wiel Arets Architects
Size: 36.250 m2 - Design: 1997-2001 - Completion: 2004
The library, which houses 4.2 million books, was intended, in addition to being a place where people could work in a concentrated manner, to also become the intellectual social center for the suburban university campus, where students and others can come to study and meet at all times of the day. The 40 meter tall library and the adjacent, lower parking garage, both clad in glass and concrete imprinted with the same silk-screened figurative pattern, are sited on the major road and pedestrian pathway across the campus. The simple rectangular massing of the library and the repetitive rhythm of its concrete cladding and glazing, which is subtly modulated by the projecting operable sections, stands in stark contrast to the rich, plastic spatial complexity of the interior spaces.
The books are stored in two primary volumes that seem to float up towards the ceiling. The massive, lifted book stack volumes are made of black-painted cast concrete, and the walls have a three-dimensional figural pattern cast into them which matches the two-dimensional pattern imprinted on the exterior glazing. While the black pattern on the glazing filters the natural light entering the building, the pattern embossed in the black-colored concrete walls acts to diffuse and bounce the light deeper into the interior spaces. At the center of the building, a vertical space, running from the ground to the roof, is opened between the two book stack volumes, which are interconnected by a series of stairs and sloping ramps. This central vertical space forms the experiential hinge of the building, interweaving the lines of movement, the spatial layers, and the internal views.
The walls and ceilings of the interior are black and matt, while the floors are white and shiny. The bookshelves are black, while the worktables are white. The predominant black color characterizing the interior is critical to creating the atmosphere of concentration, security, and silent communication essential to the function of the library. The black interior creates a feeling of local enclosure, allowing the inhabitants to conduct the private activity of concentrated study in a public place of collective identity. The only exceptions to this color scheme are the red rubber surfaces used in the book checkout area, the information desks, the auditorium, the bar, and the lounge, all of which are related to the itinerary of public movement through the building.
The individual workspaces are organized in a wide variety of locations and arrangements within the interior, some quite intimate and isolated, and some quite extended and exposed. The individual user can make a choice of where to work, and thus to determine both their ability to be absorbed in their work, and the amount of communication they wish to have with others in the library. Because of the remarkably rich range of sizes and shapes of the workplaces, and the complexly layered sections and the endlessly unfolding spatial intersections within the building, it is possible to recognize and communicate visually with people across the interior, and even from floor to floor, while at the same time being undisturbed by those sitting nearby.
Another carver is working on a block sitting cross-legged at his worktable called a Horidai. Artworks from the studio decorate the walls, but I do not recognize any of the images.
My worktable is my old dining room table. Under the table I keep toys for my son to play with while I work. I painted the peg board so I have a framed out chalkboard on it.
"Captain’s Log Stardate 2315"
“No, that’s not it.”
"Long, long ago in a galaxy, far, far away"
“Quit procrastinating, Richi, you know you will feel better once you write it all down.”
“Your right, Riley, but it doesn’t help when you are reading over my shoulder. I need to be alone for a little while.”
“As, you wish.” Riley climbed down off the table and walked to the door. Before he reached the door, Richi called after him.
“But don’t go too far, Riley. I don’t like it when you are gone.”
“As you wish,” he said with a smile as he left Richi alone with her thoughts.
Richi stared at the blank page before her and began to write.
I thought Saturday was going to be a great day; we were going to visit one of Mama’s friends who believes in fairies. For some reason, a lot of adults don’t believe in fairies and Mama always told me that I would have to be careful around them. I would have to pretend to be a doll whenever a non-believer was around. I asked her once wouldn't they believe if they could see me? But she told me no, they would just do everything they could to make you not real and possibly harm you in the process. I shuddered at the thought, but I wasn't worried. Mama usually keeps me safe in her purse when necessary.
We had set up my worktable so that I could help sew when someone new arrived. Riley and I went into “toy” mode, while Mama got to know them. When you are used to being able to move around as you please, it is very hard to sit still and look mindless, but I can do it when I need to. The mother ignored me, but her daughter looked interested. She seemed the careful sort, so I was looking forward to a day of chatting and laughter with her like I do with our Lili. I could not have been more wrong. We should have been more wary when she arrived without a doll or stuffed toy, only electronics. When her mother got busy, the girl came to visit.
“Why do you have a doll?”
“ I like dolls,” Mama replied. “Richi is a fairy….”
“What is this?” the girl said picking up my favorite wand.
“It’s her wand.”
“Why does she have a wand?”
“Richi is a fairy and fairies need wands to direct their magic.”
“Fairies and magic aren’t real,” the girl answered.
I gasped and Riley snorted, but she didn’t hear us. She was too busy explaining to Mama, why we couldn’t be real.
Mama cut her off firmly, “My toys, my world, I will just put her away.”
“But, I want to play with your toys, “the girl said.
I almost got away, but the girl’s mother came with Mama’s friend.
“Bri is a very careful child and will be careful with your things.” The mother looked expectant and Mama’s friend looked pleading. She really needed the woman’s help and they could only stay if the child, Bri was occupied.
Mama stroked my hair in apology, before answering.
“Of course, but I would ask that she not move any of my things from the table.”
“Do you understand the rules, Bri? “
“Yes, Mommy,” the girl said.
Mama stayed with me as long as she could, but finally had to leave me alone with the Bri for the longest afternoon of my life.
Got this desk top in 5th grade. My Mom and Dad got it for me as a present from Ikea at the King of Prussia in PA when they surprised me by moving my room (then located in the smallest room in our home) to the larger front room which overlooked good old Jefferson Street.. Every homework assignment, book report, long night-all-nighter study-fest for math/english/biology/history/et. all tests were studied at this desk. First date phone call was made from this desk. Drivers license signed here. Pretty much every sketch, doodle, hair brain idea was hatched here. Then through college, then on to work / "professional career", every logo, project, jig, tooling spec, frame drawing. Everything. I shit you not. I've had it close to 3 decades. The original legs sucked and I'd catch them with my chair's wheels every time I'd rollout from under neath it. Just refinished it and mounted it to it's new frame. Can't wait for the next 3 decades of projects to unfold right from this table top.
Yes I am one of "those" types ~ extremely right brained.
I always have a bunch of projects at once. My ultimate studio space would have a separate table for each technique...I would need a 2,000 plus sq foot loft.
There would be the drawing and painting table. Along with great flat files for the large pastels and paintings on paper I used to do. And storage for all the p[aints and mediums. and a big easel.
The yarn/ cords, and fibers need good organizing...by color. Crochet, knitting needles ...all need a dedicated place too. Along with the specific magazines and books for these crafts
The fabrics and sewing machine table plus a lot of shelf storage. I have fabrics, and three full size sewing machines....all inherited or picked up over 45 years of life.
Beads and buttons...along with the jewelry making work area. That is going to be large and very organized. And all those tools...like the dremel, and vice, and...I would love to get back into enameling agin...so a tiny kiln..and all the powders....ha!
Then wood amd metal working tools...and a table saw, router, and so much more...a dedicated tool shop with a dust free vacumn system. Ha Ha!
Oh, and a safe spray booth for all the chemicals I use. No fun working in my bedroom with a respirator now...
Then I would LOVe to have a large kiln and get back into ceramics...that needs a LOT of space.
My head hurts...but its fun dreaming about all this. If I did have all this...I would not have time...and that would be key. :-) TIME is REALLY what I need.
boston, massachusetts
january 1971
metalsmith / jewelry maker
meeting house gallery, beacon hill
part of an archival project, featuring the photographs of nick dewolf
© the Nick DeWolf Foundation
Image-use requests are welcome via flickrmail or nickdewolfphotoarchive [at] gmail [dot] com
Or should it be "You wanna piece of me?"
Jester back when he was lolling around on my worktable a couple of weeks ago. How did I miss this one?
Lower image shows the wings on my worktable I created for the 2015 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, with sketch by Jane Kennedy on upper left and photo of Daniela Braga on the runway on the upper left from Instagram account vsangels.
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“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.”
J.R.R Tolkien, The Hobbit, Chapter I: AN UNEXPECTED PARTY
Welcome to the Shire. The starting and ending point of the famous books and films “The Hobbit” and “The Lord of the Rings”.
It is a perfect place to relax, read and fill your hobbit stomach with plenty of delicious food.
The Hobbit hole consists of 5 different rooms. A nice kitchen with a big table, a full storage chamber, a cosy living room with a fireplace and a worktable, an entrance room to welcome invited and uninvited guests and like all hobbit holes it has a round tunnel that connects the rooms.
I would suggest that it would include the minifigures: Frodo, Sam, Bilbo, the 13 dwarves and of course Gandalf.
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Specialist equipment is made available to users of this science lab. Tables are arranged so as to allow group collaborative work. Electricity points are located at convenient points. A white board and a ceiling mounted projector are available. Artificial lighting supplements the natural light in the room. The seating offered suits the needs of the users and the dimensions of the worktables.
Worktable, scarves, shawls, bags and yellow re-vamped slip-dress. Blogged about at www.kirsten-fleurdeboheme.blogspot.com/ ; mandarineditalie.blogspot.com/ and tricotandoascores.blogspot.com/2009/07/fleur-de-boheme.html