Every so often, my mind is so full of it that, I decide to go into the garage, pull down some of my collected wood, and figure what I might do with it. This morning I completed a stool that started out with a rough sketch, and forced me to consider the importance of planning those drill holes in advance.
Ah, but then, I wouldn’t just force my mind to get crafty in the face of adversity… so, out of the Chop Shop this week comes my thinking stool.

I needed a mobile unit that I could ponder the future from..

Now to go pick out a stain for it! ;P