Building a better world, uke by uke.
This is my building diary. I build ukuleles in my apartment workshop. I try to label the posts, so if you're interested in anything in particular you might find it by clicking the labels.
Feel free to contact me if there is anything you want to ask, or even better; tell me.
Guided by little more pressure than its own weight, the super sharp single bevel Hock knife takes tiny shavings off the neck, blending the different curves into a single surface.
After half an hour of carving, I always feel elated. Like maybe a replica of my former and younger self, instead of like a shadow.
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