Making My Way
I come from a line of handy men; a great grandfather architect, a grandfather land reclaimer, and a father who built stuff on the side throughout his life and upholstered for a living for many years.
When I settled down to support children in 1984, and even before that for summer jobs, I naturally turned to carpentry and associated trades. A line of work that was meant to tide us over until I could fulfil more noble dreams, became a working lifetime, now coming up to forty years.
Making Things New
I do not regret the work that I have done, even while I may have pined to do other things. Leaving a trail of construction behind me has been satisfying. When I look back, as in this gallery, I see much that is durable, valuable, functional and pleasing to see, even if a great deal more of it is otherwise unremarkable.