I'm Jake Lunniss. I make furniture by hand in a small workshop in Ocean Grove, cook lunch for strangers every other Saturday, and write about what happens when you build a life with your hands instead of a screen. I write here every week about the slow business of building a life that smells like sawdust, dirt and dinner.
On Thursday I high-tailed it to Melbourne to meet a man named Roy Turner. Amongst many things (mechanical engineer, cartographer responsible for the maps of Australia we still use) he is a phenomenally skilled marquetarian who has reached the age
11 April 2026 · 2 min read min readThe first time a chisel bit into a piece of timber the lie of the digital world was exposed.Read the manifesto →
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