Being a designer means seeing as a designer, 24 hours a day. The mindset is always on.
So when I chose to dive headfirst into a long standing dream to build a mandolin—that goal came with a lot of critical expectations:
That made the onset at times insurmountable, if not overwhelming.
The level of instrument I envisioned was not an off-the-shelf factory model, but a custom, professional quality that maybe one day would gain lutherie and music recognition.
Building an instrument from wood is not comparable to graphic design or illustration, although it took every practiced skill I had ever developed.
In illustration and painting, you can physically demonstrate your passion into every stroke—mashing and willfully manipulating the surface and medium. Wood is an entirely different master.
You ask.
You move with patience and respect.
Wood talks. The process is humiliating.
If you hurry, you pay the price over and over and over until you begin to listen.
One type of mandolin I build is the “F” style, prevalent in Bluegrass and Folk music. It’s typified by a gracefully rounded body scroll and elegant, asymmetrical curved body lines, creating balance and harmony in space and voice.
To build this type of mandolin, you hand carve the top and bottom to create an arched profile—like a violin or cello. You must chisel and scrape the outside, then mirror a modified version of that profile on the inside, creating a surface that will ultimately breathe life into the wood, vibrating like a speaker. Too thick and you will have a dead and lifeless instrument. Too thin, it can crack and split or cave-in under the pressure of the strings.
I have learned both of these rules. 20-30 hours of carving, scraping GONE. Start again, and again, and again until you listen.
The sides are bent. You must steam the wood using a special searing hot iron which you wrap the wood around. You are boiling the water in the wood to relax the fibers.
Again—you ask the wood to change.
If you try to tell it what you want, you are reminded who’s in control with tearing and splitting. That beautiful piece of curly maple is now firewood.
I have lots of pretty fire wood.
Unlike the world of digital design with its ease of reversing steps, crafting a musical instrument is the ultimate in commitment of each slice and decisive move.
This tight-rope walk exists from the very start until the end, where it can all be lost because you find you have miscalculated the fit of parts, or that mirror finish that took hours, is damaged by a wayward dent as you bump into your work bench.
Again—all of these I have done, and will most likely do again.
Each mandolin is a new design problem in aesthetics of style as well as the refinement of its voice and tone. Each is a reminder to ask the wood to allow me to unlock its possibilities.
There is a transition point as a designer and illustrator where your ability to work with the tools no longer limits your vision of solution. The medium, whether digital or traditional, simply becomes an extension and increases the possibilities to express ideas and stories. My goal is to one day make that transition in my instrument building.
The wood’s personality will always flavor the conversation, but hopefully that relationship will move from one of asking to one of dancing.