“We would arrive after the framers, electricians, and plumbers had come and gone. We hung doors, installed baseboard, and built cabinets and floor-to-ceiling entertainment units. During our coffee breaks we sat in companionable silence, side by side against the dusty drywall, surveying the fruits of our labour: the building’s daily transformation.”
Read the rest of my personal essay about life and labour, carpentry and capitalism, in the March 2015 issue of Briarpatch Magazine.
yutaka dirks 