I was first bitten by the “show” bug back in 1980, when my aunt Judy, who free-hand routed redwood signs and painted Cypress clocks, needed a flunky to heft and tote. By then, I had been working for her on and off for 2 years, cutting blank patterns for her signs and preparing and pouring [resin] on the Cypress wood slabs, on which she…
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