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.
Four lovely leg blanks sit on the bench, joinery done, ready for the workshop doors to roll open on Monday. At last, a productive workshop week. The desk is Red Gum and, because of Australian milling standards, Red Gum simply
20 March 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 →
A weekly dispatch from the workshop, the kitchen, and the garden. No algorithms, no AI.
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