Ep89 Barn -> Studio 🦋
Way back in Ep59 of this studio journey I shared designs for a custom studio desk, with several key audio/acoustic features. Well… that desk is done and 🔥IT’S INCREDIBLE!!🔥 Massive gratitude to Roni Pillischer and Jason Hahn of Northpark Woodcraft, @ronpill@northparkwoodcraft , who fearlessly took my super fussy designs, massaged them into something buildable and gorgeous, and then built something that is a true work of functional art. 🪚🎨 There will definitely be a part 2 of this story because I want to tell you all about the geeky details that make this desk truly special and a cut above all other studio furniture on the planet. But more importantly - the story of this desk, once again, shows that this studio project is a living breathing organism imbued with the heart and soul many creative people have poured into it. The care, love, and joy that Roni and Jason put into this build is absolutely palpable. I couldn’t be happier 😊. More photos once it’s filled with gear… LOOK AT THAT SAPELE GRAIN!! 💋
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Had the honor and privilege to repair and refinish these chairs (as well as a bed and couch, will post those soon), made by @furniture_as_art back in the 70's! They're looking gorgeous and new... stoked to get cushions on these and have a seat. 😎
@henrish_nyc and his mom, Luz. Her name means light. While she's no longer a part of this world, her light will shine forever in the hearts of those who love her and beyond.
October is breast cancer awareness month. That month, in 2024, I was made most aware. I felt a lump in September that prompted a mammogram. Did you know about "dense" breasts? I didn't. That means my breast tissue is so thick that a mammo can't show abnormalities as clearly as non-dense. This led to an ultrasound. 261 images later: they found a sea of cysts, but one had cancer in it. Stage 0. Fully contained. Not "smart enough to escape yet".
Next came the biopsy. I watched the screen of the ultrasound and asked many questions. They left a metal marker in my boob and pulled out a massive needle. I could feel my dense tissue mass shift as the needle exited my body, my dense tissue wouldn't let go, it hurt. Now, wait.
While we waited, my badass of a breast surgeon wanted to be thorough and ordered an MRI. That led to 3 more questionable cysts. I got a biopsy which led to the Stage 1 discovery. Lumpectomy is now a full Mastectomy. Meanwhile, 3.5 hours south: my mom (who survived cancer 20y ago) was diagnosed again. This time, DMX (double mastectomy). I could see my future. I had a choice: get checked every 3-6mon, biopsy after biopsy, fear of waiting, knowing that one day it'll be cancer again. My left titty was 2.8lbs of dead weight. My right: healthy. Happy. But I knew, just as my surgeon knew: righty titty was also on the chopping block.
Dec 11: 9p. Meghan and I decided to plaster my chest and have my boobs forever lol we put the drying cast in the oven so it was sure to stay safe while we ventured to the surgery the next day.
Dec 12: I was first in line to lay on the table. I was injected with 12 needles that would send me. Fuckin did. Last thing I remember: "what tunes are you guys gonna listen to?" Doc offered Xmas music. "Blech, no way dude. Play Cissy Strut, by the Meters". I fell asleep to the intro. The rest was hazy, as it should've been. If you're still reading, ask me anything. Thank you. I'm lucky. It's hard. I miss my boobs but I don't and never will miss cancer.
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One of my favorite spots to get to first in the mornings. He always beats me to it, but watching the ripples wave through the glassy surface like transients in a sound wave: blows my mind. We are all stardust. Connected in frequencies.
@nyfabshop needed some blanks laminated. I was happy to oblige. It's an art of clamp-istry. Not a word, but iykyk. Check out their insta to see what kinda batty stuff these blanks are gonna become 😎
