Kale Vogt

3 weeks ago | theanarchistsapprentice.substack.com | Kale Vogt |Christopher Schwarz

Kale VogtMay 12, 2025Three nights ago I rolled up to my apartment around midnight after having driven more than four hours from Hendersonville, Tennessee. I was utterly exhausted but the feeling of accomplishment I felt from the chair lying upside down in my passenger seat made the drive all worthwhile. I spent last week at Greg Pennington’s workshop building the George Peddle chair with Jon Grant, a talented and knowledgeable chairmaker from Tasmania.

1 month ago | neversponsored.substack.com | Christopher Schwarz |Kale Vogt

Because of Paul “Just Sayin’” Sellers’ love for the Preston/Tyzack form of router plane, the price of vintage versions of the tool have increased ($400 is typical these days), so manufacturers have stepped in to fill the demand. Several years ago, Walke Moore Tools began making a version that closely followed the Preston. But we were never fast enough to snag one, and I haven’t seen any activity on the Walke Moore site for a while.

1 month ago | theanarchistsapprentice.substack.com | Kale Vogt

Kale VogtApril 28, 2025Sometimes you build something that fights you at every step. Physically and mentally, it challenges you and beats the question “why” into you over and over again until it keeps you up at night. No matter what you do, you can’t seem to make this project sing to you — but you have to finish it.

1 month ago | theanarchistsapprentice.substack.com | Kale Vogt

Kale VogtApril 14, 2025Little evidence from my time in college remains today. There wasn’t much proof I ever attended to begin with. I dealt with college for only about a year-and-a-half before I asked myself, “Why am I doing this?”There is one college notebook, though, that somehow dodged all my closet purges over the years. It’s a notebook from my “Design Fundamentals” class.

2 months ago | theanarchistsapprentice.substack.com | Kale Vogt

I sit writing this from a favorite coffee shop of mine in Cincinnati. The windows are open, oldies1 are softly playing through the overhead speakers while I stare at a blooming cherry tree through the adjacent window. If my blood pressure were any lower, I’d be dead. This is my third crack at capturing my thoughts from this weekend. I got off my flight last night red-eyed and stale, but with my cup full to the brim. I spent last weekend in Portland, Oregon, working the Lie-Nielsen Hand Tool Event.