Mark Love Furniture
Custom Furniture Austin, Texas
1430 South Rainbow Ranch Road
Wimberley, Texas 78676
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People are sometimes surprised to see how much a piece of wood can be bent without breaking. To which I always say, Watch what a tree does on a windy day. It has learned the secret of strength. When the heavy winds come — and they always do — it yields its proud stance and stoops to a low curve, for a time. And when the heavy winds stop —and they always do — it springs back and lives to stand proud another day. The willingness to bend — to forgive, to surrender, to be vulnerable, to trust, to act humbly, to have your mind changed, to love when loving is hard, to bow down — is where the true strength is found.


Image: Bones by Corinne Schulze, used by permission I sanded all day today. My hands are dry, raw, sensitive. I can feel the texture of these computer keys more than most nights, which makes me wonder if at least some of the dust that’s now covering the floor beneath my workbench was once the calloused skin of my now aching fingers. Sandpaper is relentless. Which is the point, I suppose. Wood dust fascinates me. Each tool in the shop creates its own unique brand. I will often pause for a beat after using a tool to run my fingers through the byproduct, feel the texture and weight of it. I’ve learned that the table saw creates light fluffy particles, the lathe sprays off thick curly chips, and

Simplicity as Healer

Whenever I meet someone for the first time and they find out what I do for a living, invariably the next question they ask is, “What kind of furniture do you make?” I always answer the same way, “Wood furniture.” Then they say, “But what style?” I hoped they wouldn’t ask, because my answer always disappoints. They want to hear Shaker, or Mission, or Midcentury, or Colonial American, or Modern, or something they’ve heard of. They’ve got stories and opinions about these styles, they’ve got specimens in their own homes, and all they need is a nod from me to begin talking about them. But my answer usually goes something like this: “Simple furniture. I don’t like ornamentation and I don’t like fi