Signature of the Maker

Grandpa's diploma from trade school

My grandfather was a carpenter, and, as he proudly would add, a cabinet maker. He had been an apprentice to a craftsman in Vienna, Austria, at the turn of the century, two centuries back now. For most of my growing up years, Grandpa, then semi-retired, had his carpentry shop in the basement of my mother's house where he continued to work until he was 92. As he got older, the size of the individual pieces of his work would get smaller, but he never stopped working, often generating multiple pieces of the the same item – footstools, jewelry boxes, Christmas creches – as gifts for his many grandchildren. 

My jewelry box

 

Inscription from my jewelry box

My own house is scattered with furniture that has been made by my grandfather. Some of these pieces were made new, entirely by him, other pieces were made around existing parts of furniture that he picked up at the side of the road on garbage night. The one common factor in all these pieces is that they are signed. Somewhere on each piece Grandpa had scrawled in pencil his name, the date, often the town where he lived when he had made the piece and sometimes who he had made it for. Later in his life, he took to writing on furniture that he had not made, but had refinished or reclaimed in some way.

Why write on a piece of furniture? I remember hearing a story as a child of a young Michelangelo, who, shortly after finishing the Pieta, overheard some men debating who they thought had actually made the piece. Michelangelo was angered that the men named other noted sculptors, but not himself. That night, he went back to the statue and carved his name boldly and very visibly across the front of the piece. It was his work. He wanted it identified as his.

Jewelry box Grandpa made for Grandma as an engagement gift

My grandfather was not quite as bold, but like an artist, he felt the need to identify his work as his own. His writing can be found on the bottom of a cabinet, under the seat of a chair, on the back of a drawer. Some of those pencil marks are now well over sixty years old. Unless someone takes the time to search for them, they might not even know that they are there. But they are present, ready to identify the object as something that was made, not manufactured, something that was, in most cases, made specifically for someone. Look for the writing. Turn the chair upside down, pull out the drawers, turn them over. The mark of the maker is there.

Inscription from heart-shaped chair

 
For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse. - Romans 1:20