Sam Wilson's Journal

We Begin!: After many weeks of thinking, scheming and proposing I have at last settled upon this blog form, and so must begin. Have I anything to say? Not much, but this morning Yanagi (yet again) gave me something to think about, and I think it worth sharing…
Morning!: …
Clouds Above The Grass: An afternoon of a book, a cafe, a friend, much good talking and only a little work done. William Morris' lectures on Art and Socialism from the last quarter of the 19th century kept me company in a juice bar in town this afternoon, but only for a …
The Afternoon: I got some lunch on the way back to the workshop, and sat in my corner feeling a bit sad about not wanting to work. It took only a bit of food in my stomach for this mood to pass and I got back to it: more dressing of the ash door jamb for this litt…
This is fun!: In which I put little inlays over nail holes. Thus far today I have been installing little squares of inlay to cover the nail holes in the box sides. It's fun work, quite exacting but calm and easy. I'm enjoying myself. I finished the inlaying …
A slow day: This morning I began a boxboard mock-up of a set of pidgeonholes for stationery; more on that later. I'm also thinking about the possibility of a bathroom cabinet. I am working again on my bookplate, this time with a view to printing in full colour…
unfinished: I haven't posted for a few days because I have not been doing much worthy of note. A bit more playing with boxboard pidgeonholes, a bit of reading (Morris mainly, this morning the first book of The Prelude, as well as sundry other texts relating to …
Just WALK!!: "In industrialized countries we live as if we have no legs. Yet, we always want to go somewhere and fast. Often we don't live near where we work and we don't work where we live. ... Transport consumes large quantities of oil; it is a major source…
Teleworking: Last night I went to an ACS talk about teleworking. Against my expectations, I actually really enjoyed it. Within five minutes the presenter -- Bevis England: a neat, friendly, almost English-sounding Kiwi -- had mentioned peak oil and the way in w…
Afternoon in the Office: Right. Well then. My idea, this week, is to write more. So far, I have failed. I have nothing to say. There is nothing going on, nothing worth talking about. But I want to write. * * * I have six weeks and two days to go at IBM. I've…
Drystone: I really shouldn't have bothered with that last post; siting in that office, my brain confuddled with fluro lights, cake, and the 'net, I can never think well enough to write anything. I should get that by now. So I've left the place, earlier tha…
Catching up…: I have been playing around with a different form for this website for the last couple of weeks. Because I don't particularly care if people don't have access to it all the time, I made the changes to the live site, and so it's looked pretty bad late…
My Shed: …
Silence on the Fourth Floor: I yearn for quiet (I'm a Quaker, after all, and feel silence to be a necessary precondition for hearing the ssvw). Especially when I'm reading. But public libraries are not silent. Libraries, you see, are meant to be fun. In the morning, there ar…
Tom M. Wilson » Prehensile Precursor: Tom M. Wilson » Prehensile Precursor: My brother, remembering the pepermint trees in the park near where we grew up. The trees are still there, with their crows-nests of safety, and they have grown: seemingly at the same rate as myself, so that w…