The Trials of Job (what a whiner)...

I'm still angry about the disastrous end to my adventure in Jerome.  I've endured a lot of losses in the last couple of years; my apartment in NYC, my great job, the shut down of the construction industry, and with the difficulty of finding a new appropriate job at 54 even in good times, the possible end of my career as an architect (there may still be private commissions), the house I was going to buy in Fleetwood, and with my savings dwindling, possibly the opportunity to ever buy a house...  And yet, I remain optimistic and light hearted most of the time, I'm fortunate that that is my general disposition, even though I have suffered from an underlying chronic depression for many, many years...  But now, with so many good possibilities in Jerome obliterated by the irrational action of the landlord, I am pissed...  I drove off to the Grand Canyon and enjoyed that marvel, then Antelope Canyon, then Zion, and now Bryce, and I intend to push on to Northern California soon to see if I can find another arty town where I can afford to start my Creative Workshop.  M&B have generously offered their hospitality if I want to go back to Lexington, Ma, and join a local wood working guild half a mile away and use that shop, and also pursue my musical invention at MIT and Berklee, and possibly build a new shop with them further north if B gets a new job he is hoping for...  All amazing, but some time away, and I am so impatient to start.  Jerome still has a quircky, neat community in a beautiful setting, lot's of artists and crafts folks, a foundry, a firm that sells exotic wood species, many houses that need renovation, and I have made friends with two folks on the Architectural review board, and a gallery owner who would show my work.

Sigh...

I wonder if I can still arrange to work with Tim McQuen, CEO of Heritage Woodworking, to design them a collection of my furniture, working out an arrangement to also use their shop facilities for my private explorations.  If that was available, would I go back to Jerome?  I felt a pang of relief when things fell apart there; I did worry that the town was so isolated, and it's 450 residents are mostly retirees, who's businesses need not make money...  The market and social opportunities on the west coast attract me, even with the unknowns.  I have some phone work to do to see what's out there and to see if Tim is still interested in my designs.


Ok, I have almost no time to work on the computer right now, and internet access is very slow, but I'll try to post some pics of these last few amazing places...

Some Grand Canyon Pics

Click here for some pics from the south rim, today.

I've been evicted!

I've been working 12 and 14 hour days in the wood shop.  The first day, I called the landlord, Bob Athelier and introduced myself, and as Lonnie had suggested, I asked if we could adjust the position of his camper in the driveway next to the building in which Lonnie's shop is located so that I could pull in my camper, too.  The landlord, asked "Are you living in the camper?" I said I was for the moment and he said "I can't have you living there."  I said OK and he said I could park in another spot slightly up a hill, "next to the tractor", and I said OK.  So, for the next few days I parked where he had told me, and went away at night, parking in a gravel lot at the defunct Old King Mine (which is now a tourist attraction,) and also in compliance with the town ordinance against sleeping in a camper in the town of Jerome.  Now, working 12 and 14 hour days means I would arrive at 8 and leave at 8 or 10.  Tonight at 8, I was hemmed in by a police car, whom I soon learned Bob had called with a complaint about me.

I was not allowed to ask any questions of Bob, or the officer, Charles, whom I had met a few days ago and with whom I had a very friendly chat at that time.  Now Chuck asked for my license and registration, which I latter realized was strange because I was parked, not driving, but of course I gave it to him.  I said, "Has someone complained?  Chuck said "I'm not here unless there is a complaint, buddy."  This was the only touch of friendliness in an otherwise icy cold, professional exchange.  I was instructed to remain in my camper and not talk to Bob during what turned out to be a lengthy check of my papers via radio, but I stood in my bus doorway and overheard Bob saying that I had been rude to ask him to move his camper, and that I would arrive at 4 a.m. (not true) and leave at 10 p.m. (true,) and I was therefore living there (I'll leave the determination of the truth of that to the reader.)  Then Chuck made me listen to Bob say he owned the building and the road and the whole area and he wanted me out now and that the officer would watch me get my belongings from the shop.  Lonnie was there and he had had a lengthy conversation with Bob, but I was not permitted to ask one question or make any comment.

I collected my stuff from the shop, which took about 45 minutes, while Bob, Charles, and Lonnie chatted and watched.  Lonnie's wife Renee came in and helped me, and informed me that Lonnie had also been evicted because of this "incident."  She said "If it's any consolation, we've been evicted, too."  I said "That's just another bad thing, making two wrong things, and it only makes me feel worse.  I'm sorry."  Lonnie had been losing money on his wood shop business for some time, and has no savings whatsoever, and had been counting on the sale of the shop to me to pay the mortgage on his home, etc.  I hauled my tools and chair prototype parts out to the bus in about 15 or so trips.  About mid way I managed to say to Bob, "I'm sorry for any misunderstanding, and I won't try to change your mind because you are within your rights, but I was just trying to start a business and move here.  It would help out Lonnie and it would help me out, and 'man to man' it's too bad it's not working out."  This got no comment in reply, so I kept packing.  Well there was some comment actually, about me watching TV... I said "I don't mean to contradict you, but I was doing e-mail, to promote my business.  I don't have any TV."  But, this got no where.

About mid way, I asked Renee to ask permission for me to pee, and to say I have an enlarged prostate, "May I use the bathroom?"  This, of course, was to emphasize the humiliation of the situation.  I apologized to Renee for putting her to it, but I had to pee.  I was given permission.

After I was packed, I motioned for Lonnie to come over from the group and I gave him a hug and said "I'm sorry," and "You are a great man," I chose "man" instead of the more common and milder "guy", he had treated me wonderfully these last few days and was still being classy even through this, "and I want to be your friend."  He understood and smiled and said "we'll talk."

A few moments later, he came over to the bus and handed me my rent check and noted with characteristic gentle humor "good thing I hadn't cashed it yet!"

I drove out of Jerome and down to the Cottonwood WalMart, where I am now.

Bottom line is, I've been evicted for having a good work ethic and parking 12 and 14 hours.

I think it's unlikely Jerome will work out; without the shop, there is no point.  But I know what I want now, I just have to find a place to do it.

Sigh.

Chair Progress

Click here for a Flickr slide show of my full size mock up construction progress.

(Lots of compound angles in that seat, and especially because the front of the seat will be higher than the back, but the plinth blocks must come out vertical... I calculated a lot of Pythagorean triangle solutions.. using the calculator in my cell phone!)

Americas Favorite Chair...

Here are our three finalists.  First sketch has a square seat, but imagine it has a seat the same shape as the other sketches.  The differences are in the way the legs are attached  (Click the pics for larger view)  Please pick your favorite and let me know... 1, 2, 3

Studies for Two Versions of a Chair

One is hard to build (first drawing), the other a lot easier (second drawing).  I bought inexpensive wood at Home Depot to build a full size test mock up of each. 

(click the pics for larger images)

I rented a Wood Shop in Jerome, AZ

Well, I rented a wood shop!


$300/month.  40 x 40, great machines, table saw, drill press, band saw, lathe, 8" jointer, 30" wide sander, all excellent industrial grade, cast iron, 220 volt 3hp and up, super dust collection system.

I have first right of refusal to buy the equipment at estimated $15,000 (negotiable?), with up to 3 year lease at $550/mo for the 40 x 40 room.

Let's see if I can make anything that sells in the next month or so!

The town is adorable, full of galleries and artists; painters, potters, leather workers, glass blowers, iron workers, a foundry (good for furniture parts :-)

The houses that have been renovated go for $600k and up.  20% of the town has not been renovated.  Nothing under construction now.  A lot of wrecks available for about $100-120k, so in a year or so,...  I met two people on the Arch review board so far, and they loved my portfolio.

Met with a local furniture manufacturer and offered to design a "Roy Pertchik, Signature Collection", the CEO likes the idea.

Going to a town party tonight.

(click the pics for larger views)