My mini workshop - breaking through the clutter, just once!

In a previous post, I made the observation that TT is an infinite game. This brief post is meant to keep a visual record of my mini workshop, not an attempt to post infinitely. The pandemic of 2020 has made some of us excel at the job of "home tidiers" and here is the neatest configuration of my TT corner so far: 

I keep two "completed rackets" at the ready, a few blades and a grand total of 1 "uncompleted" racket - my only Tibhar - with the rubbers not glued, just banded together. TT is such a spatially economical sport that all you need is shelf space meant for 15 large books to keep everything you need: a mini 'Japan Home' cabinet for receipts & rubber samples, a ball bag and all your spare rackets. This is in line with my thinking about anything unfinished really be they unfinished conversations or friendships. I still think it's possible in life to have unfinished conversations with friends living far far away about shared interests, including but not limited to sports, without hardly meeting at all to play or chat. I would not have started a blog if I did not believe in the realness and sincerity of online conversations and relationships - if platonic, what difference does flying over an ocean (or a long high-speed car journey) make? That was the conceit of the pandemic years and one hopes it remains a possibility if not a new norm. Although friendships that shouldn't have ended ended in the intervening years, leaving one hesitant towards opening new chapters, we will always have this sport and those fellow travelers who appreciate the craftsmanship that constitute and support it, whether as competitors or audience, and at the same time revel in its smashing good fun and childlike frivolity. The workshop of life is a clutter of unfinished business, so the sense of a beginning is what I made sure my workshop promises.