Category Archives: photography

Thanks to Mike

Thanks to Mike Rodriquez at All the Pages Are My Days blog, the unknown toymaker (to me) has been named.

And thanks to Mike for a perfect picture of a road on which I spent many a happy hour riding upon growing up. My Mom and Dad still live less than two miles from where this photo was taken and when ever I visit home my wife and I never miss an opportunity to take the short walk up that way.

See also some of his splendid images from Kanopolis Lake and Horsethief Canyon, another destination dear to me.

19th Avenue, looking north. McPherson County, Kansas.
Photo by Mike Rodriquez at All the Pages Are My Days.

No turning back

A confession

Forgive me for I have sinned. But I spent less than $10.

Each journey begins with a single step (pulley)

The old pulley would NOT come off the motor and yet another tool I lack is a gear puller. Note: despite its name a hack saw can actually be used for very fine work. This is not one of those times.

Alas, the shaft on the motor is too short for the supplied set screw to bite. So here’s the set up to drill a new hole to tap. I was very pleased to discover that I not only possessed the right tap, I also had the right drill. How odd.

It has taken me long enough but I’m in a time in my life where I consistently remember to keep the part clamped after drilling so that I can use the chuck to get the tap started straight. Small victories.

I normally work so small I was reminded this morning that I never got around to procuring a larger tap wrench. Oh, well this worked just as well.

Well that’s done at least.

If you need me, I’ll be in the studio

Posts in the coming weeks will be a lot like this one. No time for research or thoughtful musings — I’ll be furiously working to make Idle Angels for the Christmas season.

Happily, I had need to machine a little aluminum today to make a shaft spacer for the “sink grinder.” Man I love watching the chips and shavings pile up.

Turning 1″ schedule 80 aluminum pipe on the Sherline lathe.

Where Children Sleep

Yesterday NPR posted a photo gallery from James Mollison’s book Where the Children Sleep.

Dong is 9 years old. He lives in the province of Yunnan in Southwest China, with his parents, sister and grandfather. He shares a room with his sister and parents. They are a poor family who own just enough land to grow their own rice and sugar cane.
(Photo by James Mollison)

A prayer for little hands

Yesterday my father-in-law posted this image gallery from The Atlantic Monthly to raise awareness for the International Labour Organization’s World Day Against Child Labor campaign.

I keep going back to these images. As if looking at them with the deepest of empathy could do something to improve these children’s lives. It is like a prayer I suppose, for as Søren Kierkegaard said, “Prayer does not change God, but it changes him who prays.”

The rough hands of an Afghan child, at the Sadat Ltd. Brick factory, where some children work from 8am to 5 pm daily, seen on May 14, 2010 in Kabul, Afghanistan. Child labor is common at the brick factories where the parents work as laborers, desperate to make more money enlisting their children to help doing the easy jobs. (Majid Saeedi/Getty Images)