Originally published at: https://boingboing.net/2020/08/14/david-lynch-shows-the-phone-ho.html
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God, he reminds me so much of my dear artist friend Armand (rest in peace). He would spend all day every day puttering, casting, crushing glass, smashing pottery, building copper-roofed birdhouses… anything to be making art or the tools to make art. This is my image of a true artist; whether or not they were ever ambitious of The Art Life, they really had no other choice.
Also, I juts love how at the end he pulls out the manufactured solution and says it works much better. What a gem.
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I love David Lynch. I kept saying “But David, you can get a perfectly good iphone tripod mount anywhere for like $5” only for him to SPOILER ALERT admit at the end that the store-bought mounts are better than his homebrew mount. 
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This is how life should be lived.
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His youtube channel has been a delight in these awful times.
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I can appreciate that. This is my Pandemic Project: http://lightherder.blogspot.com
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Heh.
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“David Lynch shows the phone holder he made” is effective but you coulda gone with “Hold the phone! David Lynch is back in his workshop.”
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Me: “David, what are you doing?”
David Lynch: “Whittling”
Me: “Why are you whittling?”
David Lynch: "Because that’s what you do in a town where a yellow light still means slow down and not speed up.”
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I like his tip of using paper towel soaked in glue for sealing up rubber molds for casting. I’ve heard of people using plaster gauze for this, but glue and towel would work just as well.
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David Lynch’s hairline isn’t just not receding, it’s almost encroaching.
His one is complicated (sorry David). This is nice and minimal. it is Jugaad.(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jugaad)
I remember having the flu, and staying in bed for days, a few years back. I had an anglepoise lamp on the shelf next to my bed. It was difficult to fit the head under the shelf above, so it leant out, and when I fumbled to turn it off, it fell off the shelf. Many times. One day, I got up, found a bootlace and a piece of wood with a hole in it, and a bootlace; tied the bootlace to the lamp, posted the other end behind the shelf, and tied it through the piece of wood. It’s still like that.
The point of this tale is that I would always fix things if I could, but this talent and even the urge to think this way completely vanished for two or three days with the flu. I shall keep the bootlace and the block of wood as a reminder. When I don’t know what it’s for, you may put me to bed with a shovel.
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