Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Friday, November 17, 2006
The Tea Strainer Goggles

The tea strainer goggles have been around for quite some time now, but it wasn’t until recently that I thought they deserved their own post. They are very useful for traveling the vast cosmos, great for performing experimental improvised music in front of strangers, and real simple and cheap to make. Basically it’s just two tea strainers wired together. Unfortunately I think the Dollar store became hip to my game, and stop stocking them some time last year.

Thursday, November 16, 2006
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Monday, August 14, 2006
Sunday, July 23, 2006
The Giant Swirl


All the above is true. It was my futon and I did create the frame in a drowsy haze. It had been sitting packed away for years in my portfolio because I had no idea what to do with it. Looking back now I see that it was the beginnings of my recycling, and swirl obsessions.
The piece has been hanging up in the Starlight lounge in Kitchener/Waterloo area now for about four years. I think they may have squatter’s rights now.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Electric Guitar Side Table

The longer I had it sitting in my space room the more I thought about building an electric guitar. It seemed that at some point, which I am not very clear on this voice started whispering to me, asking



On a side note I would like to point out that I left one of the holes open so I could have a place to store all my picks.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
The Tractor Stool

This isn’t the first time that has happened, as soon as I can get my hands on an image of a four by four foot illustration I framed one night in what I thought was a dream I will post it.
The bass of the stool is from a draft beer tap I got from a bar we were rebuilding, I think it belongs to a Fosters tap, so I feel good about dismantling it. The bar for the back rest was given to me by a Fembot that goes by the name Brian. The round handle was a gift from a man named Flavio (if that is his real name) and the tractor stool I found out west in