Mid Summer, warm toes, relaxed sailing, two-up.

Finding some space can be difficult when everyone is in holiday mode. We found some inland on a piece of our old stamping-ground near Camperdown. The clear blue sky was made more surreal by the green tinge of algae in the water.

This lake is an old volcanic crater and is incredibly deep, and the winds are often a bit flukey. A couple of times our little wind indicator arrow on the mast was seen happily spinning in circles because it just didn't know which way to turn.

The Navigator seemed really to shine up-wind, even though there were niceties like removing fenders and re-tensioning the mizzen that were left undone in our laid back mood. Having my son at the helm in a stiff breeze gave me the first chance to enjoy hanging out on the high side, jib sheet in hand, simply allowing a bit of velocity to give sizzle to the view.

cloudscapes

cloudscapes, a set on Flickr.

It's always up there...so far. So if you don't have the chance at this time of the year to look up and wonder, here are a few cloud- and seascapes from our region.

cold air falling

low

pressure pulling

heavy cool

down

breakfast with marsupials

Breakfast this morning was a 'toast in one hand, phone/camera in the other' sort of affair, because a small mob of kangaroos were grazing near our cattle to the west of me while this lone wallaby munched happily less than 10 metres to the south. Armed with a phone, this was never going to be a photographic event, but I include this wallaby here because she has been hanging around for a while now, and whenever this happens with a wallaby I always end up feeling some sort of silly loyalty to it for some reason.

Unlike the very social kangaroos, these smaller creatures are very solitary and sometimes slow, even ponderous, but capable of speed and extreme agility in thick bushland. Their brilliance there is off-set by devastating indecision when faced with an on-coming vehicle on the road. They have been less common near us recently- maybe throughout the drought- but have reappeared this summer and are very welcome indeed.

These are low res pictures, and the first one has been doctored to make it more 'painterly', but you might notice something that appears to be protruding from the well-rounded tummy..... I do hope she takes care to protect that little one, but not so much care as to prevent me seeing it emerge for a play in the grass.

value and values in instruments

The  particular tone in the voice on the phone was not recognisable as a specific person , but as a circumstance  familiar to me in my work. An 'expensive' instrument with multiple joint failure. The cello neck had broken off, the fingerboard had also come adrift, there was chaos and what could be done?

On examining the instrument I found that the little part of the back plate called the 'button' had also broken at its weakest point, where the purfling cuts across it. Now this little piece is the part of the back that takes a substantial part of the pulling force of the strings, as they try to swing the neck heel upwards, and the fingerboard down. Despite the fact that the neck heel is buried in a sliding single dovetail joint of considerable size, the button is important.

The traditional repair for this failure involves the removal of the back, the re-connection of the button, and the removal of half of its thickness in a graft of new timber on the inside surface of the back. It is an expensive operation, and it costs more than the purchase price of many student cellos. So most cheapies are simply cleaned up, re-glued and sent on their way on the understanding that the repair may last for some years, but it can't be guaranteed. It is only undertaken to keep the cheap instrument working a bit longer, and to save the owner some money and grief.

 Further examination of this cello revealed something of our modern dilemma. It is a stylish, impressive looking instrument, made with quite lovely materials, and made accurately in general so that it plays and sounds good.

 Look at the spruce top block in the above pic, and in the one below, the lighter patches on the gluing surface of the neck heel. These shots tell us that although the joint pieces are very well made out of good materials, the actual jointing surfaces have made very little contact with their mating surfaces. The neck heel has been held by less than one percent of it's area. These joints were always going to fail. No question. Guaranteed- this instrument was a self-destructing disappointment just waiting for it's moment.

 The button is carefully removed from the neck heel and  re-attached to the back plate.

 About half the thickness of the back is removed to accommodate a graft of suitable timber across the break, shaped in such a way as to resist pulling forces.

The neck was then glued into the renovated top block, and then the instrument is reassembled. Quite a few processes have been omitted here for simplicity.

It really troubles me that so many things are made this way. They are a waste of lovely materials and are always going to create frustration. This wasn't a cheap cello (about $6000), but it and its ilk make it more difficult to sell good ones made by people who delight in trying to do things nicely.

a bit of a strum..

I took my newly finished guitar to a lesson. I poked my phone at my guitar teacher when he first picked it up, and grabbed a little video. Maybe I can convince him to demonstrate with some forewarning one day...

playing and a little bit of surface work

Well it sure is a joy to have a nice instrument to play. Even given my limitations as a player, an open string or a chord can give pleasure when it is clear and nicely pitched. So practice is more pleasurable even on repetitive work.

I've spent a little while on the finish, removing some blemishes and polishing some edges, and quite a few little details that could be accomplished without removing the strings....it's not that I'm lazy about that, but I'd rather be playing at the moment. The curly maple bindings have a little more 'zing' now, and the overall finish has had some of the gloss knocked off. One day I'll remove the tuners and re-level the finish of the headstock. It looks very satisfying from most angles in most lights, but there is just that one angle of light that shows my characteristic impatience...

At the risk of boring my few readers, I've included more pics of details here, mainly to show the effects of different lighting on the timber. These details reveal the limitations of my digital camera though because, for example on the bindings, it is very difficult to show the sparkle in the grain without over-exposing it's shine.

now, something to play

The first 24 hours after fitting the tuners, saddle and nut were not without some ambiguity of feeling. First, as the tasks become more singular and focussed, the impact on playability increases. Second, I'm not a competent player and I'm used to a classical guitar, with wider, flatter fingerboard and a different neck and scale length. It was always a tempting thought while making this instrument, that it would contribute to the quality of my playing, and despite the obvious fact that this would not be an instant thing, one always hopes somewhere in the depths of the brain, that despite all logic the thing being made will be somehow magically transformative.

So, while bringing the set-up to an increasing level of comfort and tonal performance, there was a certain impatience combined with the normal feelings of being overwhelmed when the list of things to do has been reduced to really important refinements.

The first thing I observed when plucking the first and sixth strings (these alone to begin with, while I set up the height and shape of the nut) was that the treble was clear and the sustain was fabulous, but the bass and the 'attack' were as restrained as I had expected from a collection of bits that had been together for such a short time and whose union was being placed under the first strain and pressure. Also, they were subdued by an uncured varnish.

I snuck up on the action, to bring the nut grooves and saddle from a conservative height to a more manageable one, to make sure that the neck was not going to misbehave under tension. It didn't. So down came the action.

The most recent adjustment to-day was to lower the treble side of the saddle and to fine-tune the shape of its top working surface. These adjustments were simply incredible in what they achieved not only in playability, but in clarity of tone. Intonation seems really good so far. First checks at the twelfth fret indicated the correct relationships to the open strings.  Meanwhile a night of coping with pressure has unified the structure and the volume- particularly of the bass -has increased unbelievably. Happy camper.

The finish is still fairly pedestrian and will stay that way for a while to allow the varnish to cure. 

i'm beginning to fret...

There is an airbrush under my bench, and a spray gun at my other workshop, but it seems more appropriate for this instrument to brush the finish, filling the pores the slow way, with varnish- cutting it back after each coat or so.

It might look flashy in these pics, but the finish is way off an acceptable standard when seen in the flesh. It will always look a bit hand done, but I'm happy for that to be what I'm about. I'm used to living with my own inadequacies, and it isn't necessary for me anymore to strive to work like a machine, or to produce a finish that attempts to look like machine work. (handy, really, because a $50 guitar has a flawless spray varnish and one could become depressed at the thought)

So, the varnish is going on in layers, but I've also fretted the fingerboard today, and it didn't seem like a very photogenic process, so there are no details here apart from the first five frets on the pic above left.

There is a lot of specialist and trade-secret-sort of knowledge about fretting. It does seem odd to have anything on a fingerboard after my last few decades of naked ebony curving in all directions with scarcely a straight line to bless itself with. Setting the heights and shapes of the frets will take more work than banging them in did, but I'll enjoy all that because it is in these details that I'll create the sort of action that will suit.

first flash from the can

There should really be some pics here of the neck carving process, but the first sealer coat on the back and neck prompted these as a post instead.

This was intended just to be a protective coat to keep things clean and a bit harder while the fretting and set up gets underway.