Consonance and Dissonance: On the Plateau

Since returning home from Chicago, I have taken great enjoyment in sharing my rescued strays with my close friends. I have come to calling my newly acquired pipes “rescued strays” or pipes that “followed me home”, as I feel that it somehow makes my purchasing them seem like a benevolent act rather than a purely selfish one.

While delicately removing each precious piece from its sock, such as this incredible feat from the hottest stars of the pipe-world, Adam Remington, I noticed a common thread tying together a great deal of my purchases: along with acquiring the work of three pipe makers with fewer than ten years combined experience, every smooth-finish pipe with the exception of one had a small amount of revealed plateau. In fact, in retrospect, it was this plateau that drew me initially to these pipes.

This is a fascination that was either previously subconscious or nonexistent, but it is now something that I wholeheartedly embrace. Being a person highly obsessed with logic, to the point that some have called me Vulcan (I assume they meant this as an insult, but I take it as the highest compliment), I started engaging in some self-reflection to determine what exactly I find so enthralling about something that, aesthetically, is nothing more than a small rough piece of wood. Read more

A Tale of Two Pipes (or, Meet the Twins!)

It Was the Best of Pipes, by Dirk Claessen

Late in November of  2011, Michael Ziff (aka dusty-z on SF) contacted me asking if I was doing commissions.

I actually love doing commissions, especially with customers who know what they want, but at the same time leave me some freedom to go with the inspiration of the moment. A lot of e-mails went back and forth before Michael and I finally decided on the shape and finish. We had a go!

It was just a matter of when I could start. At the time, specifically during December and January, I was solely dedicated to making the Pipe of the Year for Pipaforo, the Spanish pipe forum. After that there were several commissions waiting to get started.

By the end of December, I felt like doing something other than all those identical pipes, so I began on Michael’s commission. After the pipe was shaped and drilled, I took a picture of it and send it over to Michael. He was satisfied so far. I took the piece to the blasting cabinet and during the third blasting session a little hole appeared on the upper part of the shank. I had reached the smoke channel. (Insert sad Dirk face here) Naturally, this was an upsetting occurrence.

Because of the time pressure to get those 57 Pipes of the Year done, Michael and I agree that I would give his pipe a second try by the end of January. When the time came, I decided to make two versions of the same pipe, with some minor differences in coloring and the material for the shank, thus giving Michael the luxury of choice.

The two pipes came out wonderful, with no extra air holes this time. After some consideration, Michael opted for the “Tête Jaune Cache”. Both this pipe and its twin, the “Yukon”, were named after locations in western Canada, Michael’s country. My girlfriend and I visited both of these places in 2004 during our bicycle trip through the Americas.

At the time when I began with the first attempt on the pipe in December, Michael had started a thread about our cooperation on Smokers’ Forum’s Common Sewers. Now, with the pipe completed and his selection made, he could present the final result.

The second pipe was picked up a couple days later by pipe blogger Ethan Brandt (aka The Foolish on pipe forums).

So, one pipe went to Canada and one to the US and the – let’s be gentle and call it – prototype, stayed with me here in Spain. I covered up the hole in the shank and provided her with a stem I had laying around. She may not be picture perfect, but she smokes like a dream.

Thank you, Michael and Ethan.

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A Review of the Tête Jaune Cache, by Michael Ziff

After almost two years of smoking pipes and putting together a decent collection of estate smokers, I thought it was time to explore the world of commissioned pipes. My first venture was in September of 2011 with Rad Davis and it was a pleasure getting my first unsmoked piece of wood.

I was hooked.

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Back to Basics, Part I.

All right, class. I will be your substitute teacher today, as your regular teacher is out with what we call the “Monday Blues”. Someone needs to call the CDC, because that seems to be an epidemic. Anyway, my name is Ethan and I will be leading class today.

Now, I know that you have recently been discussing the particle theory of light, but we are going to discuss something far more interesting, and certainly more relevant: pipes!

I am sure you are all wondering the same thing right now: But, Ethan, how would I choose my first pipe? Well, class, I am going to help you make that all important decision.

The first choice you really have to make is what type of pipe you will purchase, and you have three primary choices: briar, meerschaum, or a corncob.

First let me state that you cannot make a wrong choice in this department. There are those who insist that a new pipe smoker should always get a briar or always get a corncob, and most of those same people will say that a meerschaum should never be one’s first pipe. I disagree on all of these counts and let me tell you why.

You are picking up a pipe for pleasure, to make yourself happy. All three of these mediums for pipes create cool, quality, delicious smokes and each one can lead to a successful first experience with pipes. For this reason, you should choose whatever style pipe makes you happy.

Now, let’s go through your choices one by one. You’ve just walked into your local tobacconist, after managing to find one, and you spy a pearly white dragon claw holding an egg; the thought of seeing smoke drifting out of that egg, as if a newly hatched dragon had recently crawled off, is simply too much for you to resist. And who could blame you?

There is one all important thing to remember when selecting a meerschaum pipe: make sure is it block meerschaum. What this means is that the pipe was carved from a solid piece of meerschaum and not from scraps, known as pressed meerschaum.

Sometimes this can be difficult to do when buy from a physical tobacconist. So, you have a couple of choices: buy online from a reliable retailer who tells you that it is block meerschaum or try to make this determination while at a tobacconist. You can do this by buying well-known brands, such as IMP, or simply looking at the price: if it is over $50, it is probably block meerschaum. Other than that rule, pick whatever design and size makes you happy.

Some people object to using meerschaum pipes for first pipes because they are ‘more difficult’. I disagree entirely. While it is true that meerschaum is a more fragile material, it is simpler in a number of ways: you don’t have to worry about correctly forming a cake, as you in fact don’t want to form any cake, and you can smoke as much out of it a day as you want. This is much simpler than briar, which has a number of rules that it is suggested one follow. Therefore, this complaint against meerschaum is invalid.

What about the corncob? Some people swear by the value of a corncob as a starter pipe, and it is easy to see why. They are cheap, durable, require next to no work on the part of the pipester, and provide delicious, cool smokes consistently. You can pick up a good Missouri Meerschaum for less that $10 and be off and running!

So, where’s the downside? The downside, as far as I can tell, is purely visual. While the point of the pipe is not always its appearance, it is important for someone who is starting off with a pipe to feel confident and enjoy his new-found hobby. Corncobs, though wonderful, give off the impression of a farmer or a country gentleman, which is not necessarily a bad thing, but it might not be the image that a city-slicker or college student wants to have.

That being said, a pipe is designed to make you happy, not to appease those around you so that you can fit into a particular stereotype. If you are a corporate executive in New York City and you want to smoke a corncob for your first pipe, then you should smoke a corncob. It’s as simple as that.

Finally, we reach the briar. For as many advocates as there are for corncobs as a starter pipe, there are scores more for briar. After all, it is the predominant medium for pipes, the classic image of a pipe, so why not get comfortable with it early on? Of course, there are more rules to be followed with a briar than with a cob or a meerschaum, but that ritual is part of the beauty of pipes.

There are some important things to consider when choosing that fine wooden pipe, however. A number of older articles have been written about how to pick out a pipe shape that best compliments your facial structure and body shape, and that that is the pipe shape that you should buy. These rules included bigger pipes for bigger people, smaller pipes for smaller people, slender pipes for slender people, etc. While this may geometrically have some validity, it is the least important thing that one should be thinking about when picking out a pipe.

If you are a short, rotund person and you see a tall billiard that makes you drool, then that is the pipe you should snag. Don’t second guess yourself by being concerned about whether “this pipe will make me look fat”. Your trip the the tobacconist is not for a shirt or tie or pants, it is for a pipe, for something strictly for yourself. Find one that makes you happy — is this mantra sounding familiar yet, class?

While your happiness is key, there is one rule that I suggest in order to ensure that happiness: avoid the bargain bin or “basket pipes”. While these pipes can be good knock-around pipes, there are not what you want to start with. Go ahead and drop fifty to sixty on your first pipe.

What was that? Yes, you in the back row. Ah, good question. I don’t know if everyone heard him, but he asked why he should spend that much money on something he might not end up enjoying. Well, it’s kind of hedging your bets. If you only spend $15 on a briar pipe, the chances are you won’t enjoy it: it will probably burn hot, taste awful, gurgle, and be difficult to keep lit. While it is not impossible to find a basket pipe that smokes very well, you simply increase your chances of finding a pipe that smokes well by crossing the fifty dollar mark. That extra forty or fifty dollars will help to ensure you are quality smoke and enhance the probability that you will enjoy your pipe. Don’t bet against yourself by going cheap.

All right, now that we’ve picked out our first pipe, it’s time to move to tobacco –

BRIIIIIIIIIIING

Oh, that’s the end of class, everyone. If I get to teach you all again, we will pick up on the subject of pipe tobacco next time. In the mean time, go home and do your homework! And enjoy yourself!

And Now For Something Completely Different: P90X

When Nick Miller and I first started talking about the direction we wanted Pipe School to go at its new home on Quality Briar, one of the things we discussed was occasionally having pieces not related to pipes. While we all do love pipes and tobacco and everything remotely related, we also have other interests and those interests should not be neglected.

One passion of mine is exercise. I’m big on eating healthily and staying in shape as much as I can. I know that a lot of people out there in the pipe world are equally interested in maintaining a healthy lifestyle but often consider themselves too busy to do so, and it is for this reason that I share my story.

When I was thirteen, I started working out with a personal trainer so that I could learn how to safely and efficiently exercise. When the later half of high-school and the first part of college rolled around, however, I found myself unable to keep that up. I stopped working out almost entirely. While this did not have a huge negative effect on me in any visible way, I felt it: I missed working out and the energy and sense of well-being that it brought.

Then, in the Summer of 2011, I wrote my old personal trainer to ask him to help me put together a workout program for myself. In response, he suggested that I check out something called P90X. He expected that I had probably seen infomercials about it — I had not — but suggested that I check it out and give it some serious thought.

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Caricatures

Every hobby has its caricatures, its members who so well fulfill a particular stereotype (not used in a negative way) that one cannot help but wonder if it is an act.

As a passionate and unabashed geek, I have encountered my fair share of these cartoon-like figures.

It’s happened to me more than once that I have walked into my local comic shop to grab a new release of The Amory Wars or a codex for Warhammer 40,000 and have encountered a man…boy…male leaning over the rack of Magic: The Gathering cards with drool on his shirt and glazed doughnut flakes on his lips, laughing at his own jokes with a drone that would make Fran Drescher cringe. When I encounter this figure, I am almost always tempted to put my selections back on the shelf so that I am not lumped into the same category as this fellow. But I am a geek and will sacrifice my self respect to get my nerdy fix!

Pipe collecting and smoking has these caricatures just as much as comic shops do, though I have never encountered someone who has made me ashamed to be a pipe collector. A great deal of these caricatures are even clearer on Pipe Forums, where people have the opportunity to share photos and thoughts with a click of a button at any time of day.

The Lone Ranger:

We all have that one pipe that means a great deal to us, that shines through in our memories for one of myriad reasons, such as nostalgia, functionality, beauty, or the quest that one had to go through to acquire it. This particular pipester, however, either managed to acquire that singular pipe of perfection on his first try or subsequently got rid of all other pipes after acquiring this one. He only has one pipe and fails to understand what is known as PAD (Pipe Acquisition Disorder) and the general desire to acquire another pipe. There are two forms of this particular pipester: the one described above, who has found his “holy grail” pipe and believes that, since his perfect pipe has already been acquired, there is no use in pursuing more. The second type is a bit more basic and sees pipes only as means to an end: burning tobacco. In his mind, if you have a pipe that smokes well, then you’re done. This kind of makes one wonder why such a pipester would even be a member of online forums, as so much of the discussion involves the acquisition of more pipes. I, personally, welcome as many of my friends to join the ranks of the One and Done pipester, as that just leaves more pipes for me!

The Corncob / Briar / Meerschaum / Clay Only Collector:

Unless you have managed to keep your collection completely symmetrical and balanced, there is one medium of pipes that outweighs the others in terms of value. This particular collector, however, has taken that to the extreme and vowed to collect only one medium of pipe; further, he bellows loudly and often about how all of the other mediums are inferior to his chosen form. When questioned about the virtues of his favorite style, he will go on and on about the wonders of his worshiped material, but will simply plug his ears when similar values are pointed out about the other mediums. Once again, more for me.

The Master Debater:

This person finds any hot-button issue being discussed, either on a forum or in calm conversation among collectors, and turns a rational dialogue into a raging argument. Common subject matters that the Master Debater simply cannot resist include the value of inner bowl coatings, the function of bowl geometry in relation to tobacco flavor and burning qualities, and the price of pipes. Once this person opens his mouth, the entire conversation stands on the edge of a knife in an attempt to retain its sanity.

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