That was it

So, tomorrow I leave to Santiago to take care of my gaggia, make the bag for europe and prepare the last batch of chilenojapanese sharpeners. Next class is 12th, 13th and 14th of september, again in Santiago. Next week we meet again for Sergio's last class and doing some more joints with Pablo and Keiran.

Let's start with a video:

The saw is a bit ticker at the beginning, so when you are way into the cut you cannot use the full length, so it's not an improper technique of the fellow there.

Yesterday we were looking for stuff in the flea market, and arrive home around 2pm. It was time to lay out some between centres distances.

It took me a lot head scratching, but actually I didn't need to put the beams like that, I could have just measured with a plumb bob and the line. We checked with H1 and looked good if a tad short. I can make another joint at the end later, nay bother now.

The measurements. From centre to centre on the horizontal plane.

 Today we marked the shoulders for the tenons. Again, pure centre line

 Not so precise but I guess good genug.

 And then the fast part, chop away what's not a horse.

 Keiran left at noon. Now I think I take a small nap and finish the second and third shoulder, try to finish at least this tomorrow.

Considering that there was the biggest storm in the last 40 years during this month, and spend like a week cleaning the mess, I guess it went kinda fast. Last week I was already knackered, today I fucked my leg for not stretchting before work. I want to arrive to santiago and just sit and fix my coffee machine, not see wood for a few days. Timber framing really wears you out, and you need to work with more people, it's not something you can properly do alone. In average, each component of the joints took one day to make. The scarf joint 3 days to cut and 1 more to pare. We spent a few days just squaring some of the wood. No electricity was used save for the speakers. Cutting the mortice with a brace is a waste of time, chisel is way faster.

That's pretty much all. Almost a month in Valpo with dogs, hills, wine and woodworking. And lots of friendship.

Saturday's Asado

Very typically chilean: eat meat and drink wine.

But friday night is sharpening night in valpo. French iron, argentinean stone and kiwi hands.

The stone has 2 grits along the length, on part cuts fast and the other slow.

Ok, this morning we started sharpening, because sharpening is the beginning of everything in life. That's 3 sharpeners in a row.

A bit later, the fire was on.

And the dogs working hard as usual. They played with me in the morning and remain tired for the rest of the day. Me too.

Morticing in the smoke, the best way ever to mortice.

 Our good friends vino, papas y tomate.

And western plane being used a la japanese but the other way around.

I put the luthier to make timber framing. At my PhD defense one of the professors said that the most important part of being a teacher is to push people out of their comfort zone. I dig that idea, that's the only way you learn, when you are rambling unknown roads.

 And Sergio to make a tenon (Pablo was doing the mortice, it was hilarious to hear them fight for whom screw it up first)

 That's Sergio, on the back Juan Manuel, and you already know the kiwi

 My work was at the bbq.

 Starters.

And food for the doggies, burning the fat over there.

And wetting the planes and squares. Don't ya love the mix of planes, tools, glasses and people?

 It was a good fun, that much is true.

 Pablo took a picture. I don't like pictures of myself but what the heck, we are making history so let's take a few.

For Love or Money

"L'amour est a reinventer, on le sait." 

Rimbaud

The title is stolen from an essay of Michael Hardt that starts like this:

The expression “for love or money” is generally used to indicate the two extremes, which cover between them the entire spectrum. “I wouldn’t do that for love or money” means I wouldn’t do that in exchange for anything. It can be interesting, however, to read that or as marking not an opposition but a common function that love and money share, somewhat like the or in Spinoza’s famous phrase “deus sive natura,” which claims polemically that god and nature are two names for substance itself. I do not intend to propose that love and money are the same thing, but rather, that putting them in relation can reveal the power to create and maintain social bonds that is proper to money and can (and perhaps should) be also the vocation of love. Posing love in relation to the power of money can help us construct a properly political concept of love.

We lack such a political concept of love, in my view, and our contemporary political vocabulary suffers from its absence. A political concept of love would, at the minimum, reorient our political discourses and practices in two important ways. First, it would challenge conventional conceptions that separate the logic of political interests from our affective lives and opposes political reason to the passions. A political concept of love would have to deploy at once reason and passion. Second, love is a motor of both transformation and duration or continuity. We lose ourselves in love and open the possibility of a new world, but at the same time love constitutes powerful bonds that last.

I was reading a post about crafts and society and this phrase struck as totally, completely wrong. "At this point in time we are faced with the fact that we may only have a one method to make change and it's through where we put our money." I think it was the god young Oscar Wilde who said you cannot fix poverty with the same means that create it. If it wasn't he, tan pis.

It doesn't really matter where you put your money, it eventually spills to BP and BP spills it back at you.

(I do love how ideology at its purest appears here, by recourse to the facts.  "Sie wissen das nicht, aber sie tun es," they know it not, but they they do it, said my german friend. )

Then I was reading yet again a very poignant text on the extinction of crafts in Japan: http://www.tokyofoundation.org/en/articles/2010/handicraft-extinction-1

I like to re-read things I like, since I always find mistakes on the text that the previous time I didn't see because I was too thrilled by the content. The mistaken sentence was this: "There were always cold, hard economic reasons for the extinction of a trade." Then he goes to argue what happened with natural resources and labour, and finish with: "But the most basic reason was that demand for the hand-made items produced by these cottage industries had declined sharply."

It's true that there are cold, hard, very real economic reasons for the extinction of manual work around the globe. But those cold, hard and phallic economic reasons are put forward with a big shovel of politics and violence. Political violence as in Greece, or pure violence as in Chile 50 years ago. Oh wait, didn't they throw something like a nuclear bomb in Japan before transforming its means of production from hand made to machine made? I may be watching too much anime and started to see violence in every economic transformation I find —my bad.

And now for the Gonzalez turn: saw sharpening was always a labour of love. If you don't believe me, sit there and learn it. Without love you end up nowhere. Saw sharpening as a technique is not coherent with global capitalism because is a work of love. And if you want to keep saw sharpening alive you need to simply restructure the whole of the global economy. Besides that, you would be stopping more global warming — but that's secondary, what's important is that we have sharp saws, and that our children have sharp saws, and the children of those children have them too. If they also have an environment and wood to cut, it wouldn't hurt.

Somewhere further along the article Hardt says that love should be able to organise social relationships. Ya know, instead of working for wages working for love. Instead of paying teachers to develop a curriculum in a university and teach it, make it ourselves and teach it ourselves, not for money but for love. You see where I'm going no?

Sounds crazy, I know, but the only crazy ones are the ones thinking that a steady growth and GPD indices will solve all our problems. They have been not only proven wrong by history and the environment — they didn't solve any problem and destroyed the biological support for pretty much life on earth in the attempt, in just a few years —, they have also showed themselves stupid, mad and selfish.

Love is to be reinvented, said Rimbaud. And one knows it.

A gut feeling that is, but a truth nevertheless.

Center lining

Today I was by myself here. Not so easy to move the 6 meter beam and separate the members for another perhaps final paring. I found out that the book didn't include the taper for the wedge that helps separate the pieces. Also moved the pillars, A3 and A2 and started marking things.

 I like to look at this joint.

There was a particularly interesting moment today when I was thinking of how to compensate for the difference in height that the pieces have.

We squared one, the other remains twisted and a bit cupped.

You can see that at the end of the 6m the piece goes a bit to the left. It also goes up and down a fair bit. But I don't mind, I just make a shouldered tenon in 3 direction, and most importantly, I simply measure from the centre line. That way I don't care about the shape of the wood. It was real great moment.

Then I started writing names on the beams.

I did the centre line with a chalk line, It was not so bad, just very imprecise. Then started chopping that mortice. I thought of Gabe and took my shoes off. What a good feeling man. Plus you get extra focus to saw when your toes are close to moving iron.

And something I don't really like to do, I used a brace and bit to speed up the process. It's hard work, I wouldn't have thought so. The beam is a 6x6 or a bit more maybe. No idea what wood.

I started with the ryoba but was definitely not the tool for the job.

An hour later or maybe more, I had that. Then hammock. Still my arms are in pain for all the moving here and there of the beam.

It doesn't sound like much work for a day but it's finally starting to come together. After having done the spline, things seem to go faster now. I was thinking of using a thinner secondary horizontal beam, and use some of that left over wood to make the fence. I also think I need 2 more pairs of saw horses, so perhaps tomorrow I do that. Need to get food and a haircut though, so the morning will be in the city. 

5 days

I was just taking sun in the hammock, last rays of sunday sun. Slightly coldish and hang-overish sunday. Yesterday we danced, quite a lot, and drunk no less. Feels like I found the city I like.

Anyway, in the hammock being lazy, thinking on the same sounds that come from both sides of the quebrada. In front, poor and dirty, they hammer and build, drink beer, have loud music. On this side, slightly less poor and dirty, we (or rather Keiran as I'm catching sun) hammer and build, have loud music. Chisels cutting wood on both sides, men building shit on both sides. Just need to bring a sharpening stone to the next hill and show em a bit of what sharp tools do.

And bring my best friend after a day of classes:

Kross golden, the closest I've found to a real ale in this forsaken country.

Anyway, this was the course yesterday, the plane day. Keiran is reading about the splice joint he's finishing now.

About the class: 4 people are not twice two, they are four. Newcomers got sharpening almost the whole morning and oldies got planes. They talked a lot, made jokes, got to know each other. They compete too. It's a complete different dynamics than just 2 guys. I like it, and think that's a really good number, so good that I actually said no to the fifth person who wanted to take the september course. Do you realise there are no saws on this picture? First rule of the saw club applies here, when not in use, they are hanging indoors. Chisels and planes are tougher, but saws need care, love and a wall.


This's the reason of the title, after 5 days of "classes" ( 3 official, one to finish a dovetailed box that's still not finished, and one day of massive planing and squaring the beams) Keiran is cutting a splice rabbeted dadoed tenoned joint, or as we like to call it here, TTsplice for obvious reasons

A few shots from the class. Pablo helping with a beam, Victor squaring a dai blank. He has serious issues with position though

 Shavings!

Oh yeah, die Roubo, we don't really need ya.

That's the joint started.

 sawing

 Marking

The guy in front was also working, moving some soil around

 Azebiki rules.

 And the dogs play

 a lot

We used the saw because there was an ugly knot on top

and moar teas

Took him like 4 hours to cut half of the splice, and T's need still some paring. I didn't really do anything but just saying don't fuck it up, be careful, use a wider chisel, and played a bit with my slick, man, it's a sweet tool. Does that sound sexual? not intended.

You know, it really starts to make sense, to seem possible, to make things better on the other hill. And then the next one, and then yet another. And then you go to a bar, as we did yesterday, and the hand made bar would not be a relic from another time and another world, but something that a friend of you made last month and that you made the profile plane for it. Beer tastes better on such bars. Girls dance sexier too, and look more beautiful and poetry is written on those tables, and men have conversations, which is a dance with words where souls build each other and take each other out of the mud of poor existence. Then death comes and you are not there but the tables remain as do the books and the dancing. And a poem remains maybe, or a way of doing things. Eggplants with tomato sauce and cheese on top, as my mother used to cook.

A feeling has gotten me, and it's the feeling of no regrets. I don't miss in the slightest the money, the travels, the architecture of europe, the 8hours a day in front of a computer screen. I've got something else here, something that there was simply not possible. Like you are doing the right thing, you know? You see skills pass (or maybe been born) into another person and the confidence grow on them, and we are keeping those japanese carpenters who owned the tools before me alive, they resurrect in us and we live through them and with them, if that makes any fucking sense. And that happens here, with the beer, the music, the dirt and the dogs.

Rainy days

So, you remember about that rain I was talking bout a few days back?

Well, it rained, and rained and rained more. Then the earth broke next door, half of the outer wall of the property fell to the ground, and a few metal planks flew away from the roof. On the beach, several cars were taken by the sea, some restaurants were destroyed and my leather shoes got wet.

Worst storm in the last 30, maybe 50 years. Thank you car drivers of the last 100 years for making chile a bit more wet.

Good news is: I started the second course on japanese carpentry and same comment. "I never thought/think/knew something so sharp", "I thought the chisel was crap already"... So we talk a bit of the tools and sharpen the first half of the first day. Then lunch and a finger joint. We needed to work inside because of the rain/mud all over.

I was more relaxed this time, the two guys were older and I guess I got more experience and ended up lending them my dozuki the first day and they didn't break anything and were really good at following instructions. Somehow the age difference made them more respectful than last group... There was not much planing since we really didn't have space in the living room for 3 people working at the same time.

Anyway. The problem is the solution, ain't it? A bit of internet search, buyee, youtube videos, lots of talking. I'm learning lots man, I tell ya. About the human, about lives, people, work... about how special is this that we are doing. And I say we because I like Camus and because I see the course as an extension of what's happening with this talks online trying to reinvent the wheel, but a different wheel since we are not in 1800 anymore but in 2020 and nations are starting to crumble, following the collapse of oil and massive drop out off the conveyor belt. Well, maybe we are not there yet but I feel I'm off.

It's like it worked. It's been 4 months since I stopped working for RCPE and I managed to pull a course on japanese carpentry in the end of the world and teach already to 4 people to sharpen their own shit. Two other didn't make it because of the rain but come next week and there is already 5 other people booked for september and november. 800 views on my ad, 20 mails, and 10 people confirmed to take it. By next week I would have taught more clases per capita than dictum in germany. Just think of that for a minute. And note that this is the only place where you also learn to sharpen saws, japanese way. (Also think of this, you have never seen a sharp saw, either western or japanese and you see them and a 30somethings guy shows you how to sharpen them, and there is no big deal about it. Sharpening becomes natural, easy, second nature. They are not poisoned by blogs or forum sayin that it's difficult, impossible or black magic. For them it's just there, in your face, and if the guy next door can do it, there's no reason for me to not to.)

Victor asked me, while we were sharpening an azebiki outside, if I wanted to build japanese or chilean houses. I told him to look in front:

I like this, I said, imagine it well made, with proper joints, solid, durable, beautiful. The same poverty, but properly made. And that's enough.

I can see it almost, in the middle of those forest in the south of Chile, a well made fence, a beautifully planed tabled. A world made by the human and for the human. A sharp and well used saw waiting in a corner to be used. A work of art that's not art actually, cause there's no author and no gallery. A poem written by and for all, but written not in words but in things. The flavours of the evening, the smell of home wherever you are.

We've been sold into, and we have very wilfully bought, a model of development that only increased the inequalities already existing, destroys the world, and fucking kills and tortures people. I mean Pinochet was not a fucking joke and the reason of it was to impose a certain economic, existential, order in a country. I could pretty well fit there, get the job, TV and the big car. I've got the brains and titles for it, I would be even useful. But man that'd be horrible and boring, and I guess that wrong too.  
When I was living in Paris, one day I was listening to Mauricio Redoles, chilean poet and singer, and he says in a song called "ya no tengo" (I don't have anymore) something like "and finally I understood, that my own freedom was never going to be complete, without the freedom of the people." That day I decided to leave in Paris.

Permaculture teaches you that you need to find lever points. Points where the minimum effort yields the most results. I think I found one. Teaching 1000 people to sharpen properly will do so fucking much for them (pardon my french, too much red wine today), more than having internet in every corner or iphones for everyone. Because their world will get better, as simple as that. Once you know you can plane, you plane. And that's all.

Cheers.

PM2.1.2.1

It rained today. Like lots. Like the whole August rain in 24 hours. Thanks global warming.

So it was a bit of a computer day for me. I tried to make problem 2 of last project mayhem etude, and man it's not that easy. Took me like 4 hours plus a bit more here, and there... kind of the whole day thinking on how to mark these things so they all line up and don't have to cut the joinery twice, not that it already happened to me twice already. Maybe more.

But I cannot make mistakes this time, we just don't have enough wood so everything needs to be in the place it needs to be.

Ok, I just found another mistake in what I draw, but whatever, this is for learning so I'm learning by mistake. I mean, I'm mistaking, let's hope I learn from them.

First thing, we need to have (or learn?) an standard to mark the joints, I started marking where to cut, but some mortices are blind and others no, so you need different signs for those.

Anyway, here it goes:

First the plan so you remember the position and labels of the parts

 Let's start with the 1 line. Ok, I found another mistake, I put the mortices for the small fence pointing the wrong direction.  I wanted to have a wedged tenon but with a dovetail insert, as we did a few weeks back. Now I realise this doesn't work because I want to put the small fence after the structure is up so the tenon cannot go in :/ Also, the corner pillar should have mortices west and south, not east... man, what was I thinking. The upper part is through mortice while the dovetail is blind, that's where I need another sign.

II hope these are better:

 The fence goes E-W direction and only in A2 in both sides, that good. That was relatively easy.

Upper horizontal beam. Labeled 1 because I want to measure everything from the top, use story sticks and then cut down or play with the foundations to get everything level.

I added a splicing joint because the length is not enough. I like how they look open. To connect to the pillars I chose a shouldered open mortice and tenon. I think it gives more strength.

The lower horizontal is simpler, a mortice pegged, and maybe I don't even need the splice. In A1 there is a lap to receive the one going from B to A. I didn't know how to draw that, I want to have a double plug, that's why I chose it as homework last week, but I don't know how to diagram those pieces... are they the same? you draw female and male apart? It was just too much.  

What else? There are no measures here. I need to check that before continuing and remember to use the centre lines.

Man, I'm confused. I need to re-do this tomorrow morning. And maybe start using a proper software, keynote is definitively not the best for joints drawings.

I still need to cut that joint, finish the bench, prepare the blades for tomorrow and give another class saturday. I really have no idea how far I will get with this build in this 3 weeks.