The Wood Shop

In December my Grandpa Rue passed away. He was an avid wood maker. He would make tons of things with wood. When I was younger he built a wood shop in the backyard. If you didn't find him in the house he was sitting on his chair in the wood shop fiddling and drawing or making something.

I went to visit my mom this week and I had many dreams about taking some pictures of his tools hanging on the wall. Walking in the shop was a little surreal. It took my breathe away. But I got a few photos and I think they turned out pretty good.