My Excellent Day with Ken

Ok, so the only reason I'm involved with this is I milled some slats of wood for Ken.  That's it.  Ran some wood through some machines to make them long thin rectangles.
But I told Ken I'd like to see where everything was going to be living and could I traipse along with him when he delivers the first group of them.

Them being some outdoor chairs and benches (and tables to come) that Ken designed and built.

Half are aluminum, half copper. Cute side tables that attach to the chairs for drinks and whatnot.  A couple are taller director chairs for around an outdoor pool table.  This post will about the pool table area, the bocce court chairs and benches will be later.


Before we get to the chairs, we need to talk about Slugger.  The copper one and the furry one.
Ken made a sculpture of the client's dog, Slugger.  The face over time turned a bit dark so Ken did some touch up.

And in an art imitates life imitates art moment the copper and furry come together.

I feel a peak life moment coming now, don't you folks?

Sooooooooooocuuuuuuuuute!  Apparently we now know Ken likes to kiss with eyes closed.
The drool under him I'm hoping is Slugger's.

Now that we have that out of the way...let's get back to the chairs.
Really a beautiful way to play some pool I think.  Under a low hanging Oak.  Shots that go off line because of a fallen leaf or acorn...well, that's all part of it.  Like life itself.  Can't blame gravity for a loss.

The aluminum chairs are punctuated with marbles...sort of like pool balls I guess, all colorful and round.

The copper chairs three times as heavy, variegated with how copper ages.
Nice place to put your feet while laughing at your opponent's ball glancing off an acorn.

Rest of my excellent day with Ken was spent being hand led through a collector's private art museum that lasted for hours because of the vast vast amount of art...fucking cool ass place.  We even needed the Petaluma Fire Department to provide some directions to it because it was so far off the beaten path on roads back in the hills with no names.
I asked the collector if he would allow a wedding to be held there......something I need to talk to Taylor about.

Day finished at Branchline with me asking Robert the bartender.  "Robert, can you make me a gin based cocktail....something I've never had before, please?"
Ken ordered one too.