Mock up fitting

Just to show what happens with the three piccolos. Necks are almost shaped, time to... cut soundholes? I forget the order of things, another dangerous side effect of working too much at the office. And in Georgia. And in Israel. And in Finland. And...

First Argapa casualty

Poor Robin. Poor little cedar top Argapa. Damn you, ice covered slippery Swedish ground.

We'll attempt to fix it. But first the customary 40 days of sorrow.

Aya's uke finally fixed

Aya's G-string soprano had two holes from strap buttons, one in the slender heel and one next to it where the screw missed the block and damaged the thin side. So I cut the hole clean and glued a small diamond shaped patch in it.

And I put the new strap button in the neck block. And now I'll tell Aya it's done, I've looked forward to that.

Carving necks

Three piccolos means three necks. I really enjoy carving, especially since I got a good deal on a high quality sharpening and honing machine. My chisels are now crazy sharp, as well as my planes.

The one with the walnut stripe is most likely for Ian, the one with the blonde stripe will be offered to Andy in Switzerland.

The third might go far far away.

Shipping tomorrow

I'll attempt to send two parcels, one half-ready fretboard to Norway and the Argapa piccolo number 23 will get an extremely good home on the desert planet Tatooine (known as Arizona).

My witty and accidentally comical buddy Brian D Newman (D is for dungarees) have made the epic mistake of selling some really nice ukes to make room for this tiny piece of ... wood.

Cheers Brain!