Gabrielle has a keyboard.
We have a tiny apartment.
Gabs wants an art desk, so I built this.
Note my fine Aluminum craftsmanship. (Hey… It’s my first time ever even really using my drill, countersink bit, AND tap… cut me some slack.)
Can’t scratch the floor though.
I hear what you’re saying. “Dean… that’s just a hunk of garbage and not, in fact, a desk”
What if I put it HERE though?
See. totally a desk.
Still don’t get it? ok… well… what if I show you this board with some wall hooks on it?
Yeah. that’s right. you get it now.
Because the front rests on the keyboard stand.
And it’s carefully fabricated to miss all of the bits of the keyboard.\
“But Dean, don’t you store your Bass under the keyboard? won’t the supports for the frame eliminate that possibility?”
My friend, I think of all of these eventualities and custom-build my furniture with just such a situation in mind.
“Well that’s a pretty cool desk… What’s with the other bar and extra hooks junking stuff up though?”
PORTRAIT MODE, SON.