Flying Sprinkler Water Creatures


In an earlier post about fitting a pickguard and control plate to a reclaimed knotty pine guitar body, I wrote about how hard it was getting any work done on a beautiful and warm late- summer day. All I really wanted to do was "move the yard sprinkler and sit with iced tea and watch the daydream- scape of fantastically shaped huge white cumulus clouds slowly drift across a deep and clear blue Oregon sky". In fact, just seeing droplets of water jet up from the sprinkler, pause momentarily at the tops of their arcs, and plop back down exploding onto the grass, was mesmerizing in itself.

I forced myself awake long enough to go inside, grab a well used Lumix ZS25 pocket travel zoom camera, and take a few pictures of sprinkler drops in mid air.



While a human eye and brain sees each droplet as what it is - an almost round traveling ball of water, the combined photo taking speed of the camera's shutter, flash, and ISO setting turns most of the drops into longish glass eel or transparent snake -like shapes. Reflections from the strobe flash on each of the individual water drops also create an illusion of glittering eyes on thousands of translucent flying creatures. At least, I hope that all those eyes are merely an illusion. Reviewing these pictures in the camera's viewfinder, along with the sound of the sprinklers, made me think of of Joni Mitchell's song (and album title) The Hissing Of Summer Lawns.

In the next photo are time -stretched tubular water droplets, some going up and some traveling down, a few at the very top of their arc, globular and momentarily suspended, and, toward the bottom of the frame, two drops going in opposite directions and colliding head on (!):


Meanwhile in another part of the yard, a jar of raspberry and peach sun tea was brewing:



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No doubt, clearer and higher definition photos could have been taken with our much newer Olympus OM-D camera, but the old Lumix has seen so much action in its relatively long and useful life, that a bit of water splashed on it was no big deal. One of the very best compact cameras ever made, the vast majority of the photos featured in the Origami Night Lamp blog have been taken with the Panasonic Lumix ZS25.

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Tube Amp On A Plank No. 2 + Compact Leslie Cabinet

Maybe I thrive on clutter. One thing's for sure- a sterile environment stifles creativity, unless you're more of a modern copy-and-paste "look wut I made!" person. Okay, what were we talking about? Oh yeah -

The Conn Organ Amp On a Plank:

Originally this tube amplifier salvaged from a defunct ‘50s Conn organ was a power amp only, no preamp, and also had a sizable secondary power transformer that provided a 12VAC filament supply via an umbilical cable to the organ’s tone generator and preamplifier chassis. Before I removed that unneeded 12V supply transformer, leaving a big rectangular hole, this thing weighed a ton. Prior to circuit re-imagining, I used it for impromptu weight training in the workshop (fun fact: a big old power transformer makes a great as-found shot put); even now this amp is a weighty piglet. In the four now-empty circular holes on top were three capacitor cans and one of those interesting 0A3 radioactive voltage regulator tubes.

The Original Circuit:

After the audio line level input from the tone generator / preamp was a variable attenuator, a 25K pot with a locknut tightened screwdriver slot shaft. This was followed by a 7-pin 6C4 (like 1/2 a 12AU7) voltage amplifier, then into a 12AU7 wired as a paraphase inverter. The resultant phase-split signals powered a push/pull pair of 6L6G output current amplifiers. I forget what the B+ voltage after the 5U4G rectifier was, but it was very high, and there was a sizable wire wound resistor in line for voltage reduction and a bit of filtering, and the 0A3 regulator did its thing too - in whatever manner it does that, of which I have no clue. Doesn’t matter anyway, I removed all of the original circuitry and components except the main power and output transformers, and three tube sockets (7 pin, 9 pin, and the octal rectifier socket), which were still in fine shape 70 years after manufacture.

As Rewired:

The Conn’s new circuit is sort of based on a single input version of a 1950s Fender 5E5 Pro - which was like a much louder 5E3 Deluxe. Basically it’s a 1/4” shorting jack with a 1M to ground, through a 33K grid stopper into a 7 pin 6AV6 (which is 1/2 a 12AX7 plus two diodes, neither of which are connected here), into a volume potentiometer and a one-knob tone circuit pot (both 1M), then a 12AX7 cathodyne phase inverter section into a pair of cathode biased 6L6GC (or 6V6, 5881, plus modern Euro equivalents such as JJ 6L6 and the ubiquitous variants of Soviet 6P3S-E). The output tube sockets are wired up ‘60s Fender style, with 1.5K grid stopper and 470ohm screen grid load resistors on the dead pins. A very simple, efficient, and toneful circuit; all hail the visionary Saint Leo (Fender)!

My idea of fun, a true point to point scratch built tube amp wiring:

A 5AR4/GZ34 rectifier now produces even higher B+ potential than the previous 5U4, and I installed a paralleled pair of new 10W ceramic resistors (forgot the values, I bought a few to dial in the eventual B+) between the rectifier tube and the first filter capacitor to knock the voltage down. That cap is actually two giant 20uF capacitors in parallel ( = 40uF@600V) pulled from another project: a Dynaco Mark III that had been radically rewired by a genius amp guy, but something failed; I tried for years to troubleshoot it and eventually returned it to the original circuit (thanks Ron for your help).

After that, a Weber choke (mounted where one of the original capacitor cans was) and a couple more caps and resistors as per the usual Fender style Pi filter chain. The under load idling voltage at the output plates is close to 450VDC; I was shooting for that after being intrigued by a suggested circuit in an RCA tube manual for a pair of cathode biased EL34 putting out 40W with that speced anode voltage. I have no idea exactly how much power this boat anchor amp puts out, but it’s a damn lot, hurts my eardrums pushing a single Fender labeled Eminence Legend, and loud and sweet powering the compact Leslie cab’s vintage CTS 12”.  Wouldn’t be surprised if it actually is around 40 real watts!

Misc Stuff:

The etching engraved brass Conn organ name plate isn’t original, it came in a bag of old ID plates and logo badges fortuitously found at a garage sale. Looks cool though; it’s attached with double sided tape. The very interesting pointer knobs are both one of a kind orphans; I call the black one (which is the tone control) "Dolphin Head" rather than chicken head, and the gray one (volume) is named "Fairchild" - I think it’s from a dead oscilloscope that a friend parted out.

The amp is mounted on a locally logged and milled tight-grained old growth Oregon alder board; it used to be an unpainted closet shelf in the utility room of a neighbor’s remodeled 1960s house. Ain’t no more of those trees around here anymore, logged out and never to be seen again - most of the hills in the Oregon Coast Range have been replanted in Douglas fir monoculture. Walking in those forests is a weird experience- without a biodiverse plant ecosystem the woods are eerily silent; very few birds, bugs or animal life of any kind. Compared to some other man made hellscapes, it’s a fairly benign eco dystopia, a cross between a normal temperate zone forest and a cornfield.

I sanded that alder plank smooth and put a coat of amber shellac on before mounting the amp on it. The two cream colored handles were luckily found at the Assistance League thrift store, usually mostly a higher end used clothing place. After putting the loaded amp chassis on the board a dowel was placed underneath and the plank rocked back and forth to find the balance point, and the handles were placed in that sweet spot. Four rubber feet (actually large cabinet door bumpers from the neighborhood True Value hardware store) were mounted to the bottom of the board, and that was that: Tube Amp On A Plank #2.

The Compact Leslie Cabinet:

This compact Doppler effect cabinet was custom made... but not for me! The creator of this beauty, Jim Hobbs, put it together for his own use, crafted from highest quality 13 ply birch, with the spinning rotor components from an ancient Model 25 Leslie. Or maybe it was a Model 125 (?) - I was so surprised, delighted, and infatuated with it when Jim gifted it to me that I wasn't paying strict attention. Another post dedicated to this cab will soon arrive here on the Night Lamp blog, but not today.

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A brief note re the photo at the top of this post: toward the left of the frame are two other amplifiers mounted on wooden boards. At the top of the audio mini-stack is Tube Amp On A Plank No. 3, a restored Stromberg Carlson stereo power amplifier that's sometimes hooked up to the JBLs and sometimes not. On the floor is my living room guitar amp: a Hammond M3 extension cabinet w/ an Altec 12" inside, atop which is a small Bogen paging / background music amplifier rewired as a variant of a mid '50s 5F2A circuit - Tube Amp On A Plank No. 4.

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Thanks to David for the ancient tube amplifier, Jim for the Leslie, and a big thank you to brother Jon-San for the vintage vacuum tubes.

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The photo of the circuit wiring was taken with a Lumix ZS-25 pocket camera; all the other images were shot yesterday with an Olympus OM-D E-M10 MkIII body w/ a Lumix 14-45mm lens. All editing done with the limited but intuitive and quick Preview app included with iMacs.


Desert Island Guitar

The concept of a desert island guitar is: If you were stuck on a small island somewhere in the middle of the vast Erehwon Ocean and had only one guitar with you, which one would that be? A tough choice for anyone with a large collection of six-string instruments, and even harder if you were given a chance to pick any guitar at all out of the thousands of models available in the modern world. Even for someone like me, with only one acoustic guitar plus three electrics - a Gibson, a Fender-ish Partscaster, and an old Danelectro - which would I pick to case up and board a slow boat to Nowhere with?

A Non- Collection

Most of this non-collection has been written about at length on this blog; so far the Les Paul Special, the Dano, and the FrankenCaster that evolves and morphs constantly with various parts added and subtracted, starting out as an early '90s Fender Stratocaster and currently with a knotty pine Tele body.

The cute Yamaha parlor acoustic would be a logical choice, with a sweet voice and compact size perfect for whiling away long hours either on the beach or in a little grass shack just above the high tide line. Either of the solid body electrics would only be ideal with an amp of some kind, and hopefully there's electricity or a good supply of batteries on my desert island. The Danelectro is a compromise choice, but it probably fits this imaginary need well: being semi hollow, it has a surprisingly nice and harmonious (although small) acoustic voice, and its electronics yield great tone - hopefully good enough for a desert island jam band or open mic nights under the palm trees and starry sky.

Lately I've been playing this '59 Dano almost exclusively, all the while imagining a journey to somewhere I've never been before. And where might that journey's end be? Recently I've been told that I have an incurable disease, and my remaining life span will be measured in months and possibly years, rather than decades. It took a while to process that info, but I've finally come to peace with it... after all, it's been a great life so far, full of many adventurous trips and good deeds done, with reliable friends and a wonderful loving family.

A desert island probably isn't listed as a destination on a travel brochure for any of the hundreds of afterlife descriptions imagined by followers of religions and creeds worldwide. I don't much care, having precious little control over what comes next for me in this life, let alone whatever happens afterwards. The only question I have is: Do I get to have a guitar with me in your particular heaven? If so, sign me up.

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In the photo at the top of this post there are, besides the black and white Danelectro (a gift from my brother Jon-san), a 40 year old Shubb capo and equally ancient leather strap, a rather beautiful quilt made by my sister Susan, and a pin featuring the character Jiji from the 1989 Studio Ghibli film "Kiki's Delivery Service", a gift from my sister Helen: