Around the Shop

On the Level

Recently restored oak level, no longer covered in paint and in use. The only remaining indication of brand are the letters HACO.

Dock of the Bay

Views from the shoreline of Ebay. Resonators, Shigaraki Ware, Ypsi, Hamada, Tlingit, Beefheart, Bianchini Frier

Lay Down Your Weapons

Streetwise

Typical

Typical 2 day San Francisco turnaround.

Home Wares (arrangements 1-4)

Neighborhood Farms

The neighbor chickens, growing everyday....

Mosaic tile mural CCSF in the Mission.

The Gypsy

Picked from Gravel and Gold ( thanks Cassie) via Lloyd Kahn is Sun Ray Kelly's Gypsy Wagon.

        From Lloyd:

The sides are cedar, there’s a forward solarium, a stained glass rear window, and a back porch. There will be 3000 watts of solar panels (some of which will fold down), two 156 volt banks of lithium iron phosphate batteries, and a 12 inch GE electric motor. The Toyota’s gas motor has been removed and a four-cylinder 1500 cc diesel motor installed that will run on bio diesel.The batteries will be charged 3 different ways: one, by plugging into a standard 110-volt electrical outlet; two, by the PV array installed on the roof and wings; and three, by a 26-kw Perkins diesel powered generator (a “gen-set”). As SunRay explains, “Trains have for years been run with an electric motor powered by a diesel generator.”

Fools Gold

Pyrite picked up at Paxton Gate SF.

My Land
by Brian Doyle

Fifty by one hundred yards of Oregon soil: a “standard lot,” a measurement of standardicity tracing back essentially to Thomas Jefferson, who owned an epic piece of Virginia, and probably would have considered my tiny shard of America merely something on which to build an infinitesimal shed to dismember pigs or stash his many cases of excellent French wine or ogle the estate slaves. But he owned his land, whereas I do not, not really. According to the laws of the United States, my family shares responsibility for “ownership” with our bank, which holds so many mortgages on the house and property they have lost count at the branch office and probably use our financial history as a scary part of training programs for the tall children they appear to be hiring by the thousands despite the ballyhooed economic dismay, which I wonder how that works, that banks that are said to be failing sure seem to be building vast new armies of tall young loan officers, and you wonder what for?

I do know that my land was inundated by floods for thousands of years, floods thought to have been hundreds of feet deep, icy epic floods from Montana, the Brest or Missoula Floods, which carved the valley where we live, and scoured the rocks, and left uncountable tons of soil behind when they finally ceased, and then for thousands of years, maybe millions, animals wandered across my land, some of them epic and immense animals, like mammoths, and beavers the size of cars, and some animals perhaps never yet discovered by science, which is a cool thought, albeit sad, in that those animals, perhaps bigger than beavers bigger than cars, will never wander through the yard again scaring the willies out of my children and making the squirrels quake in their furry little boots.

read the rest over at Barnstorm

Brian Doyle has also been in the last two issues of "The Sun" with some awesome poems

Bobby Thomson 1923-2010

The Shot Heard Round the World

Stoney

studio ianiswas button sets

Channel Rack

New in house Channel Rack made from salvaged studio materials and some old wine corks. Too many bags for the other to hold (not that I'm turning down any additions).

Before and After

Or after and before.... Found over a year ago on the sidewalk, finally re-powder coated and upholstered with heavy weight canvas.

my two year old niece had to show me this, her favorite video on you tube. Thanks Kit Kat!