When I was a boy my father had horses, over a hundred of them, some of them rank, and I sat them well.
Mark Spragg, Where Rivers Change Direction, 1999
Was looking at my last post, I love stirring the pot.
I cleaned my workbench after breakfast, but it didn't stay clean for long. I worked on making the slots in the peghead for a copy of a Hernandez y Aguado guitar (earlier post of rosette in redwood top). I drilled out holes at either end of the slot and cut out the remainder with a coping saw.
I forgot that I could use the vise jaws to help me file the edges of the slots true and square, I wish I had remembered it earlier. Once everything is finally sanded I need to do some carving and texturing to make the peghead look like this:
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