These are the three guitars for the upcoming guitar show http://www.nwmusicalinstrumentshow.org The show is to be held at Marylhurst college in Lake Oswego which is just south of Portland. A map of the college can be had at www.marylhurst.edu/contact/campusmap.php.
It will be a very cool show indeed and well worth the drive up to see it. These three guitars are all made from Oregon wood and are all quite different, in looks, in tone, and in feel. Much fun to make. Much fun to play. Come see us at the show.

Well, here [or hear] it is. This is another Oregon series guitar with the back and sides of Oregon Black Walnut, and the top of Port Orford Cedar, and the neck of Curly Maple. The sound is so different than the others as the top wood, hereafter named POC vibrates differently than the other woods I use. Of course the vibrating top is what makes most of the sound, so a difference is expected. It is also a very long-lasting vibration, which translates into a long lasting sound for each pluck, struck, or thumped string. All and all, it is a very, very cool guitar.

Do you hear that? What is that sound? Oh yeah, its the E cord I strummed yesterday on the newest guitar, the "Douglas Fir". Its still resonating! Why, its just like the battery bunny, it just keeps going and going and going. Long lasting notes played on a guitar are a good thing. The sound can blend with those sounds played from before and after making a more homogeneous musical effort. Pictures tomorrow of "Douglas Fir"

Some of you out and about in cyberspace {used to called the hinterlands] may have inferred that a mistake, and error, a screw-up, or a misalignment of stars may have occurred on the latest almost done totally awesome guitar. Admit nothing they say. Don't cope to it, they say. Deny everything, they say. A white lie is ok, they say. Well, yes a screw-up did, in fact , occur. It was a very slight blemish on or actually in, or perhaps even under the many many coats of lacquer.. A trial and error approach to repairing the same led to even more mistakes, errors. screw-ups, and the dreaded misalignment of stars. So, whats a girl to do? Beats me, but my solution to the problem, which as I mentioned before took a while to get to, was to simply sand off the offending material, and reapply it with as much skill and dexterity as possible. It truly is amazing how much better I feel knowing the right and correct solution is being realized. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, work on the next, perhaps greatest yet guitar proceeds.

What the hell is that, you say? And then it comes to you, Why its the brand new, newly invented, totally cool and awesome adjustable guitar neck block. Why did you want to adjust the neck? Well many reasons actually. First, over time the whole top of the guitar distorts in an upward fashion[ just physics] causing havoc in the playability of said instrument. And who would want havoc in a guitar? Also different playing styles need different set ups for the guitar. With the adjustable neck a simple turn of a small allen screw adjusts the neck to allow the player any manner of necessary playablity. Pretty cool huh?

Setbacks. We all have them from time to time. I may have more than others, at least is seems so at times. Its a part of life to have them, and it should be something accepted. However what amazes me is not the fact that I have setbacks, but how long I fight the concept that I actually do have one [or several]. Instead of admitting on a timely basis that there is a problem and a viable solution needs to be found, I tend to flounder about for quite a while ignoring the obvious. Not efficient I admit. Finally I do come to terms with the condition and move on, which, I guess, is something.

How, as people go, are we identified. Some of us are mostly identified by our looks. Some for beauty, and some for height. some for weight, some for ugly. Looks is not the whole of these people so identified, but the part most easily and conveniently identifiable. Some of us are identified by our deeds. Murder, robbery, philanthropy, volunterism are some such examples. Some of us are identified by our work. Some of us work to become wealthy. Some us work to make a living, and some of us work because we like to. For those of us that do work because we like to, its very difficult indeed when we have no work. We loose our identities. We can not be identified any more others, and we start to loose ourselves. We hover in cyberspace or real space or lost in the exploits of novels, but what makes us what we are to ourselves starts to diminish. That is the real result of our worlds economy right now, our lose of self.