Not even a meme
But a thought.
Apprentices were given tasks to do, or chose tasks for themselves, to prove they had finished their apprenticeship. That’s the origin of the term “Masterpiece”. A Master piece, is the piece of work you do to prove you are a Master of your art, and no longer an apprentice.
I could have been a master cabinetmaker. I could probably have been a master farrier. I am a master millwright, and industrial electrician. those two courses of stufy, I did finish, and have my journeyman’s cards to this day. My masterpiece as a millwright was a robotic system that makes the timing gears for the Ford power Stroke engine. I designed and built it from the ground up, programmed it, tested it, and put it in operation. What, twelve years ago? A long time ago. My masterpiece as an industrial electrician was a similar system which also included random part capability. That too is at least ten years behind me. I still have those skills, still improve on them and develop them- but I have literally hundreds of other skills, or sub-disciplines, and I use them all the time.
So looking on my life, not as a series of apprenticeships but as a master jack-of-all-trades, I think, if I were to use all the skills I have, at which I’m better than average, what would my masterpiece be?
I can pour concrete. I could build a house. Roof it. Plumb it. Wire it. Furnish it. Paint it. (I’ll leave the drywall work to someone else) carpet it. Put in a fireplace.
I can cast steel and Iron. And machine it. And assemble it into an internal combustion engine. I can do some forging, though I’m rusty at it. I can weld, burn, cut. I can braze and solder.
I do my own gunsmithing. I have repaired/rebarreled/reblued firearms, I’m in the process of building a rifling lathe. I can reload my own brass, and I have cast my own bullets on many occasions.
I have some knowledge of computers, networking, interfacing. I can program a robot or machine tool. I can wire them, test them, make them work, write code that is line-by line written for maximum efficiency.
I can do leather work- in fact, I’m looking hard at making myself a pair of handmade boots. I learned to do ropework so young that if you hand me a four foor section of rope, and talk to me for ten minutes, I’ll put half a dozen splices into it and hand it back as a sling, or bridal, or rope harness, and not even think about it.
I have a lot of skills I have accumulated over the years- so many, now, that as I write this, I cannot think of them all. Every time I think I have it down, I remember something else- and in fact I’ve already truncated this post by five paragraphs.
I started writing this post to ask others, if you used all your skills to make a “Masterpiece”, of what would it consist? And now, I realize, the masterpiece you create, is your mind.
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My masterpiece WAS a Pietenpol Sky Scout, built in 1958 with a Model A engine. Still flies today, except by son refurbished it with a small Continental engine. I lost my pilot’s license when my health went. But I can land safely on grass, navigate with a Jeppeson whiz wheel and a map, and I have walked away from three crashes without a scratch.
My life’s true masterpiece may have to be left for my sons to finish. I have finished the airframe of a Pietenpol Aircamper and most of one wing. I have made wood bend like metal, and measure my run outs in 32nds of an inch. I have wooden joints that are as strong as steel, and I did this with tools that I stole from my Dad over 60 years ago – and he stole some of them from HIS dad. This bird is going to be powered by Suburu, and God willing, will fly as well as my first bird did.
Please, God, give me just three more years. I don’t need to build fancy robots and computers, I just need 3 more years to build a crate that will fly.
Rusty, may God give you twenty. And another ten beyond that to fly- even if as passenger.
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Best response ever to my writer’s craft.
Great post!
I have set my hand to many things, but alas, jack of all, master of none!
Great post, Og. I wish I could do half of that. Using my skills, I would make a superb technical translation from Japanese, written in a tasty topping on lasagna.
Not much, but that’s what I’ve got.
You’re building a sinebar machine? Or something like Bill Webbs?
I have thought about it in these terms: Have you ever become really good at something? I mean world class, the best? What have you done in your life that you were damn near the best in the world at?
Sadly, precious little in my case. I hve only gotten close to world class in one skill, flying.
htrn, I want to build a pope-style rifling lathe. I’m trying to decide if I want to use cams or cnc.
I am a jack of many, many things. I have found that I have strong skills in several areas, but that I am always learning and improving myself.
One of my more refined skills is working with wood. I started when I was very young as we updated the family farm. The carpenters putting up our new buildings couldn’t get rid of me. I have built houses, house additions, remodeled interiors, done siding, poured concrete, roofed. I have worked as a timber framer-using nothing but compound joinery to erect a house. I have made furniture. And now, I am building canoe paddles, and am looking to begin working on possibly building small strip boats.
Each new project yields new experience, new skills, and new understand. For me, I find great joy in working with the masters, aspiring to their level of skill.
So I guess I am still an apprentice. But, I have time to create my masterpiece. Heck, I’m only 25.
Never mastered anything, I guess never found anything interesting enough to hold my attention longer than it takes to get good, not great, at things. Have worked at almost any skill set building shit. Down some other stuff as well.
Although I do know a fair amount about computersm, I guess. Not that it will be the skill to feed me when the shtf.
Wouldn’t mind hanging at Rusty’s for a bit and get the flying bug out of my system.
I have to say my master pieces are the kids, but they are not done yet so the jury is still out on that one.
At least Og always makes me think. Keep it up, big guy.
Teaching. My masterwork would be to take a young person without the skills to communicate effectively, and develop a personal program to to teach them to speak, write and communicate non-verbally well enough to do anything they chose at whatever level they chose to pursue it.
To me, the journeyman creates PIECES. The Master creates in OTHERS the desire and ability to work effectively to create a WHOLE construct.
Dog, that is exactly the point. Your “Master piece” is the end of your journeyman’s training- the physical proof that you have made the transition from “journeyman” to “master”. After that, you’re qualified to teach.
Crap. Why do I always feel so insignificant after reading you, og???
Let’s see… my “masterpiece” would be… Um… Well…
(Actually, I’d like to think that, in a small way, I’m helping shape boys into young men through Scouting. That’s a fine goal in any place, even more so in a liberal hellhole like Massa-fucking-chusetts…)
A fine goal indeed. Don’t sweat it, Jay. You’ll hit your stride pretty soon, I imagine.
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