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{Sorry to interrupt the conversation with guitar making ideas, I know there are important squabbles in progress. I’m sure this matter will not take up too much of your valuable attention.}
I’m making the Santos/Esteso style tile element that looks like a crenulated castle wall top.
Instead of exposing end grain on the visible surface of the tile, I cut the core piece of wood so flat grain would be visible. End grain soaks up finish and becomes darker, flat grain stays lighter toned under finish.
If you follow you’ll soon get what I’m getting at…
Happy warring!
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RE: *trigger warning* Guitar Making ... (in reply to estebanana)
Sorry for not following up soon. I caught a cold and was too tired to work. I had to stay in my guitar shop last night, which is separate from our house to isolate myself from an elderly family member to make sure I didn’t have influenza. I went to the hospital today and they told me I didn’t. So tonight I’ll go home.
Such a shame to have to spend the night here watching Poirot and eating the dinner they sent over to me in a thermal lined case. It was almost as if I were a single guy living in a cool apt ordering take out. I’ll be back soon 🔜 lol
I’m a Poirot fan, but for some reason I had never seen several of the episodes from the first season! Egads man, an oversight. The acting isn’t always the best but Suchet is such a pompous little mustard jar I get a kick out of it. Agatha Christie isn’t popular anymore, I suppose, but I enjoy it as a diversion. The Kenneth Branagh production of Death on the Nile is one of my favorites and of course the classic Murder on the Orient Express is rewatchable every few years. These are single guy things I watch when I’m sequestered to bed or simply loafing on a Saturday afternoon.
I’ve seen great many of the important ‘intellectual’ films you’re supposed to see, but lately I’ve not been interested as much as I am in mysteries. I also picked up an old paperback of Vol.1 Collected Stories of Somerset Maugham and chugged right into the first story ‘Rain’. Much of this stuff I read in the late 1980’s, but I’m going to read them again because I’ve forgotten them enough for them to feel newish. It’s a ‘bus man’s’ luxury I live, indulging myself in absolutely outdated short stories written by a British colonial dandy. I feel like the decadent main character in ‘A rebours‘, Jean des Esseintes, who ensconces himself in a lavish estate full of pleasures that he uses to manufacture the effect of traveling, but without leaving the house.
The funny thing is, both Poirot and Maugham are in my view, against the grain of their times. They go at culture from an oblique angle, neither giving it the okay passively nor totally condemning it. But definitely in criticism of the unfairness of it all. Should I read the latest novels in English that are underpinned with cadences and moral principles of our contemporary struggles for civil rights and social development? Or see if the same lessons are universally embedded in the writing of the past, even by authors who were privileged to wander through the British empire by rail, ship and later aircraft? I get the news on the internet with all its graphic twenty four hours of continuous exhausting plot twists, am I supposed to keep up with the literature that processes that into books for ‘informed citizen liberals’ to read and use as conversational materials at ‘hangs’ and dinner parties?
I’m too lazy for that is the short answer, and the reality is that my social life happens in a language I can barely speak! I’m content to be the kooky uncle aged guy who can turn a phrase in Japanese that gets a genuine giggle from the people the table. It’s a waste of time to try to hold a conversation about the nuance and complexity of geopolitics in Japanese. Not that I don’t study everyday, but it’s a big order. I feel colonial, really, in a not bad way. I’m not a tourist, I’m weirdly stuck between being an American and a something else. I’m sitting in an outpost in an underdeveloped region that’s eventually going to become trendy. And when they come, I’ll probably melt into the next aisle at the grocery store and leave them puzzled by the containers which confused me for five years over which katakana labeled package is tomato paste and which is chopped whole tomatoes. I won’t rush over like a do gooder missionary who tries to initiate the newcomer into feeling comforted that there are other white people in the area. I’ll just stoop, throw my hoodie over my head and saunter through the store with my hands held behind my back like an old Japanese man. I can act it. I’m as slick as Mifune.
I’m pleased with myself really because I’ve become the ‘pochie dog’ of my town. They refer to me as ‘our shokunin’ which means our ‘special craftsman’. The tables are reversed, I’m the token, and while it’s occasionally irritating, it’s mostly satisfying. As an American I always sensed we don’t value art, craft, music enough in our national identity. In Japan it’s still a thing to be celebrated, to be either crazy enough or committed enough to do a craft with full commitment. In America in my twenties I often heard people say pobrecito in a condescending way when I told them I was going to be an artist or some kind. They feel pity for you because you don’t worship the superstar sundisk of money. The American Aten, the honorable race to riches. Once I told an architect I wanted to be an architect. He said no you don’t, you should be an artist. He went in to explain that as an architect he had to ( based in Washington DC) create buildings that fit with a program of rigid city scape standards and it’s not an art. He told me in his basement he had a metal lathe and a welding shop in which he built custom motorcycle frames, and that the architecture career paid it. He treated it like being a sculptor. That conversation was of course longer and touched on many kinds of architectural conquests, but he judged my character as too outside the box to use a cliche’, to be happy as an architect. I took him seriously because he was right.
That was a refreshing mini vacation, don’t tell anyone I enjoyed being a little sick. The runny nose and headache a small fee to pay for a modicum of me time.
Rain.
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RE: *trigger warning* Guitar Making ... (in reply to estebanana)
Stephen, I don't believe I ever figured out why you left California and moved to Japan. If this is too invasive of a question, no need to answer. If my wife and I ever get to visit Japan, we should visit you (and Luciano).
RE: *trigger warning* Guitar Making ... (in reply to estebanana)
“I've often speculated why you don't return to America. Did you abscond with the church funds? Run off with a senator's wife?
I like to think you killed a man. It's the Romantic in me.”
HR
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I prefer my flamenco guitar spicy, doesn't have to be fast, should have some meat on the bones, can be raw or well done, as long as it doesn't sound like it's turning green on an elevator floor.
RE: *trigger warning* Guitar Making ... (in reply to estebanana)
I’m guessing my current domicile is not much bigger than your shop/studio space: 16’ x 20’
I’ve everything a guy could want here except warm pleasurable company, but to tell you the truth I’m not sure how it would fit in and at six decades not sure it’s necessary.
Have had a series of lung infections for the last year, June and July I was well, here I am at three and a half months still coughing up lung every morning and a bit here and there throughout the day and night.
In a way being out in west alaska is much like living in another country, definitely not as extreme as going from California to Japan though. Sounds like you’ve found your place and perhaps enough peace to maintain your sanity. Lucky!
HR
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I prefer my flamenco guitar spicy, doesn't have to be fast, should have some meat on the bones, can be raw or well done, as long as it doesn't sound like it's turning green on an elevator floor.
RE: *trigger warning* Guitar Making ... (in reply to ernandez R)
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ORIGINAL: ernandez R
I’m guessing my current domicile is not much bigger than your shop/studio space: 16’ x 20’
I’ve everything a guy could want here except warm pleasurable company, but to tell you the truth I’m not sure how it would fit in and at six decades not sure it’s necessary.
Have had a series of lung infections for the last year, June and July I was well, here I am at three and a half months still coughing up lung every morning and a bit here and there throughout the day and night.
In a way being out in west alaska is much like living in another country, definitely not as extreme as going from California to Japan though. Sounds like you’ve found your place and perhaps enough peace to maintain your sanity. Lucky!
HR
Can you see Russia from there? Like Sarah Palin ? Isn’t it awful that former Monty Python man Michael Palin has to share a name with that witch? Or anyone ..
Have you been to the doctor to get a course of anti biotics? Some lung infections just keep going unless you kill them off. California to Japan culturally isn’t that radical as far as food or doing things with others as long as you’re in Tokyo and are a cos play anime nerd to likes pop music. Youth culture is not the same, but young people go back and forth between LA and Tokyo without a lot of effort. It’s being in the sticks that’s challenging. Far fewer of us come out this way. The culture is different than California, it’s more scripted with gender roles and expectations which would and do put people off.
But Japan is transforming from these rules, and stereotypes that westerners have about Japan are often untrue. Like the platitudes about the ‘nail that sticks up gets hammered down’ isn’t real. More and more people who are individualizing in the community are handled in a different way. There have been campaigns against domestic violence, more sensitive programs for people with learning disabilities and emotional mental health issues. The attitude towards seeking help with mental health is steadily improving. Politics are becoming less conservative, despite what you see at the prime minister level, younger people are fed up with the ruling party and it’s days as a dominating force are numbered.
The PTA extremely powerful and this and other organizations and teaching philosophies have created a culture of transparency in public education. Kids are treated with care by teachers who like being there. Kids who fall behind are swooped up and placed in programs where they get more attention and help. The schools I in have dedicated sections for kids with autism and other mental health problems to attend class with good supervision and teachers who specialize in teaching neuro divergence. They even have rooms with drum kits and giant Lego sets etc. to allow kids to cool out by themselves when they get overwhelmed. Schools have general assemblies where bullying and hazing is talked about and why it’s not acceptable or appropriate.
The things they are doing in school today will shape how society will work in the future, and it’s getting better. My criticism is that English education is behind compared to Europe, but we’ll see what happens. English, despite the fear mongering about Japanese culture being watered down and the stupid far leftist attitudes about English dominance is bad, is essential for the future.
I had a lot of trouble the first five years, but Richard Jernigan wrote me an email in which he said culture shock is a very real and a recurring thing. That’s the first time anyone acknowledges to me that culture shock is normal and I’m not stupid for not fitting in. Then he wrote, you have to adapt to the difficulty. Instead of getting mad, I focused on adaptation, it’s working so far. It gets better.
The thing Americans take for granted is that if you move to America you can adapt and become an American. That’s the magic of America, it’s possible to be a part of it. In Japan and many other countries, you’ll always be in the outside, you’ll never ever be a Japanese person. But if you adapt well, the people you associate with will include you as a local community member equally. Black Americans are still working to be equal even though they are doing the majority of the adapting, not white Americans.
I think the US has a lot of problems, but my hope is that we’ll learn more about appreciation for those who work hard to adapt. It’s a precarious balance between adaptability and bringing your own culture with you and transplanting it. Japan and the U.S. essentially struggle with this dialectic, but in opposite directions. Japan an old unmaleable culture resists foreign influences, the U.S. a young culture that is built on diversity both need to understand adaptive behavior preferable. That doesn’t equate to white majority or Japanese traditional patriarchal values are the goal. This is why it’s tricky, we’re making it up as we go to see what is fair going into the future.
RE: *trigger warning* Guitar Making ... (in reply to estebanana)
I’m back on the job.
I ran out of pumice for French polish pore filling a year and a half ago. I went to the beach and found a large pumice rock and decided to make my own ground pumice. It not that hard. About 15 minutes of work and I can grind up enough to fill a guitar.
Just beat it with a mallet, grind it in a mortar and re-sift it through cheese cloth and grind in the mortar again. It’s filtered and ready to use.
What the heck ..
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