Mending a waxed canvas jacket
Patching torn seams by hand with heavy-weight thread under a north-facing window on a damp Sunday afternoon.
Notes on roadside coffee
A small brass burner, ground beans from a market stall in town, and a quiet bench overlooking the harbor.
The wrong pass at golden hour
When the trail markers disappear and the map no longer matches the terrain, that is usually where the actual story begins. A notebook, a thermos of tea, and an afternoon with nowhere to be.
From the workshop and the trail
Stitching a worn-in field journal cover
Vegetable-tanned leather takes on the marks of its journeys over the years. This week involved conditioning old straps and stamping custom margins.
Morning stalls in the old port town
Arriving before the crowds to trade pleasantries with ceramicists and bakers whose families have worked the same square for decades.
Low tide walks along the rocky coast
Following tide pools as the fog lifts off the headlands, collecting smooth stones and sketching shapes in a pocket sketchbook.
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