The Village Woodworker

One man's journey ............

Monday, September 24, 2012

The Rites of Spring - with apologies to Stravinsky

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The Village in Springtime is a hive of activity and a cradle for new life. Foggy mornings are the harbingers of beautiful balmy days, and a...
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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Spring Days and Ukulele Nights

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Where does time go? The weather here has been fickle - some stunningly beautiful spring days, mixed with winds carrying dust and smoke from...
Monday, September 3, 2012

Carter Australia Hand Planes - A Small Review

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I have been wanting to write some comments on Carter hand planes for some time, ever since I wrote about Falcon Popes . Another vital part...
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Saturday, September 1, 2012

Building a Ukulele - Part 10 - Applying the Shellac Finish

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The first ever - Riverside Ukuleles - tenor ukulele has been completed - to the point where the shellac finish to the body can be applied. ...
Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Building a Ukulele - Part 9 - Body, Fretboard and Finish

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Things are coming together nicely now. The top is glued in place, and I have finished the trimming around the edges. The body is assem...
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Sunday, August 26, 2012

Building a Ukulele - Part 8 - Neck, Fretboard and Bridge

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Righteeeooho - here we go ho ................ The neck glue-up passed without incident, and it is now ready to accept the fretboard. The ...
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Friday, August 24, 2012

Building a Ukulele - Part 7A - Body Assembly (continued)

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Yes, I know, glaciers move faster than this, yet things are happening. Somewhere under all those clamps is the back of the ukulele attac...
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The Village Woodworker
Telegraph Point, NSW, Australia
I have always loved woodworking, especially with the tools used in the 19th and 20th centuries before power tools became commonplace. The tools themselves fascinate me, and I admire the skill and imagination that went into their manufacture, as well as their beauty. "Some old things are lovely... warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them" (D H Lawrence)
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