If you had to pick a first love, would it be designing or building?
JW: First love. During my apprenticeship, I felt guilty for being paid to be taught what I loved doing: building pieces. I worked with and learned from craftsmen who had honed their trade in Germany, Czechoslovakia, Italy, St. Louis (when St. Louis was the millwork center of the U.S.) and other superior shops across the country. At that time, hand tools, like the cabinet scraper, handsaw, Yankee screwdrivers, and rabbet planes, were still in regular use. And I was given free rein to the shop and its tools after hours and on weekends.
The thrill of design was slower in coming. For the most part, the shop of my apprenticeship (soon becoming the shop of my foremanship) was a production facility, so my designs were limited mostly to what I built for my family and myself. However, when I started my own business, I had to design in order to get the work.
Ultimately, design garnered my heart, though that heart still pumps blood with sawdust in it.