I brought home a cross-section of sycamore as a keepsake from the first tree I ever felled with a chainsaw. I left it to season for a year or so and then spent many, many hours carving and polishing it into a heart-shape complete with a candle hole and soppy inscription on the back. I then presented it to Mrs Stickman one Christmas Day.
I tell you all this not to illustrate what a romantic old cheapskate I am but to show that I have a vague idea of how much patience, perseverance, hard graft, craftsmanship, dedication and love has gone into producing those guitars.
Gay, the end results you have achieved there are simply stunning. Respect, sir.
Bletch dude, trying to claim Linda Manzer’s ‘Picasso’ as your own is funny…
Manzer is in all seriousness a world class builder - costs for her normal guitars start around £12k + and waiting list is over 3 years… Go get wood and whittle away
Crikey GA, that is seriously impressive. Really good stuff.
On Gentlemens Facility Spaces (hate the word man-cave) I am halfway through building one in the back garden, but had to stop for the Winter, I will resume in the Spring, but not overly confident of the end result as I’m doing it myself.
I have been quiet this evening due to a major reorganisation of the man cave. I now have a sofabed, which makes the whole gig a bit more sociable. Bit cramped, but that’s fine.
Yes, and I found the most effective way to vocalise that cry was to take a picture of my mancave, leaving one detail in place that would allow Inspector Fatso to begin unravelling life’s biggest mysteries.
Wooden flooring is cold, we have it in the back as it practicle but its so cold, that said she wants the hallway doing as well and you need to wall mount those monitors, get a mini bar stacked up and whack a couple of bookcases in there, roll of carpet, darker but warmer colours and hey presto.