Paul Sellers’ Blog

As a boy I peered into tool chests filled with some of the most beautiful tools ever made in the history of tool making. They were all hand made, of course! They usually remained just under the bench aprons and at the ends of workbenches and on the rare occasion that they were left open…

If you are interested in making a new toy for and with your children this one will be for you. I loved making this and suspect it may well be the first one that’s been made by hand tool methods in decades if not ever. You need very few tools to do it and it…

I planed wood and stood staring into the depths of chatoyancy. Each reflection, I knew, reflected the significant order and the significance of order I placed on every facet of my working. As I looked with single-eyed resolution into the eye in the wood I sensed the prize of fine workmanship that was soon to…

There’s an ancient song from my childhood that my mother sang that goes something like this: When you’re smilin’, when you’re smilin’. The whole world smiles with you… And as I was planing my wood I started to sing this: …and when you are planin’, when you’re planin’. The whole world planes with you. Sawin’…

Well, I finished the last of the ten projects promised today and now I am onto the next woodworking masterclasses project, which began with a clean-up and put-up of the shop and a sharpen-up, as always. We must stay isolated here. It’s to soon to return with confidence yet. This place feels bigger everyday and…

It’s hard to believe that I have now done 17 vlogs. I enjoy filming these so I want to keep doing them and hope that you enjoy them too. I like being able to dip in and out of my world and work with you. Take you on at least a little of my journey…

My hands strained into the night. Something stopped me from stopping. Had I stopped I would have lost something so precious that I knew I would never find later. That’s how creativity works in me. I don’t stop when I am tired, I stop when I feel I must. Creativity works inside me at all…

Many things strike me since two months past. As a man used to working alone much of the time and then too on his own in a crowd and with a crowd of men in communal workshops of shared space for long and short periods, I enjoy both with and without the crowd. Working alone…

The sandbox drawings are done, as is the prototype which is fully made and currently being tested by my granddaughter who is putting it through its paces with daily testing on the deck outside. My potatoes are doing really well, both in the ground and in the growing boxes I made. I am hoping to…

It was a late Friday afternoon when the driver stepped down from his lorry to deliver oak to the workshop storage sheds. I was in the workshop when he came and heard him call to George at the workbench. Do you want some cherry logs, George? George quickly nodded his yes and said, Come on,…