Joseph Bagley memorial frame

My good friend Andrew Bagley's grandfather, Joseph Sr., was a war hero. A B25 pilot at the age of 23, he was was shot down over the Yellow Sea while attacking Japanese warships in February of 1945. He never met his newborn son, Joe Jr.

He was posthumously awarded the Purple Heart and Silver Star. Along with an old sepia photo, these medals were all that Joe's family had to commemorate their father.

For Joe Jr.'s birthday, Andrew commissioned me to build a frame for these precious keepsakes.



The frame is American Eastern Black Walnut, with a velvet backing board. I was very honored to help him with this present. And can't you see the resemblance?

JiC Palace of Fine Arts painting frame

Jeff's painting of San Francisco had been hanging in our house for a good period of time when I thought it deserved a frame.



The construction is padauk set into red oak.








Nice work, Condy.

Rural bicyclist frame

My roommate Nick returned from Vietnam a few months ago with a really nice painting by a Vietnamese artist he met. I hooked him up with a frame made from American walnut:



The edge profile is called a Roman Ogee.

Zebrano frames

For Mother's day, I built two identical picture frames for two of the best moms in history, Carol Millie and Sherry Conrads.



The frame and base are both made from solid Zebrano. They house changeable 12" x 9" prints, this one a Sherry Conrads original.

Sandy Way TV cabinet

Work has concluded on the TV cabinet, besides the top. Two storey built-in, knotty pine ply and solid wood with an antique wax finish.



Ski movie DVD collection has found a permanent home:



Big thanks and love always to my mom, for all her hard work and vision.

Boot rack

The assorted roommates' collection of wet boots, shoes, gloves etc. have finally found a home. I built a rack from brown stained vertical-grain Douglas Fir (to match the rest of the room's color scheme).



The shelves are slanted so that the snow melt drips off them and onto a track on the bottom shelf, that diverts the puddle through a hole and into a pan under the rack. Booya.

The first and last rosewood pieces I will ever make

My buddy Jeff Condon is a terrific painter. He made me a deal, in which I make frames for two of his paintings, and in exchange I get to keep one of them. This still life is the one that he kept:



I decided to use solid Brazilian Rosewood. Unbeknownst to me, it turns out that Rosewood gives me a terrible allergic reaction. I broke out all over my body, and had a rash for over a month.



All the same, I really like how they turned out. Not that I will be using rosewood ever again.



The painting I kept was painted from a pic of Ted Conrads sailing an FJ:



Thanks Jeff!