The Ol' Trusty Workbench

When my grand dad passed in August of 2022 after a long battle with dementia, I promised him I’d make him proud. That next summer i built my work bench. 

It’s far from perfect it dang sure has some flaws, but each of these boards came off of the original wrap around deck on my grandparents house. My pap always smoked a cigar on the front porch and I spent my childhood running laps around the deck listening to him ramble on about the good ol days. When I sit down to work it’s kind of like a part of him is sitting next to me . It’s beat up and now has fire burns and polish deeply embedded in the grain of the wood. These boards have watched me since since I was a snot nosed kid, and they now witness me grow as an artist. I might be overly sentimental about a couple old hunks of wood but I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

-Cassidy Holliday