I need to escape this virtual world andit's foreboding presence when my mind becomes dizzy from looking at a screenof light for too long. My eyes turn red, neck sore, and body soft. I hear a calling from the past. I hear ancestors of Painters, Musicians, Luthiers and Craftsmen running thick in my blood.

I enter my workshop and my non-virtualsenses come ALIVE! I can smell the wood and feel the grain. My Mind, Bodyand Spirit all work together with harmony and create beautiful things.

My connection to this computer does not completely replace this part of me. My workshop has become a sort of Church in my minds eye. I am drawn to it with the desire for perspective, beauty and peace.

If you are in need of a craftsman andwould like to help me make a living at what I enjoy... Please let me know......

Click on the thumbnails below to get a better view at what I do in my workshop and read small description.

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