My friend Paul, a very very skilled craftsman, especially interested in art, and metal work.
He makes knives out of files. He uses workshop tools, and a very small gas fired forge in his garage. He used to make guns, too.
I saw his “replica” of a Colt .44 cap and ball six shot pistol. It was not only functional, but also extraordinarily beautiful, and was made from steel stock in his workplace inventory. He made it all by himself, in his garage workshop. While I will admit he does own a lot of tools, he makes most of them too. He made replicas of flintlock, and caplock muskets, and the famous “Kentucky” Long Rifle. He assured me he could make an AK 47, although he didn’t have plans for one.
By the way, his trebuchet was a fantastic melding of form and function, and looked more like fine furniture than medieval weaponry. The cannon, on the other hand was starkly pragmatic, and as ugly as it’s designed purpose. (It did work, though, and would probably have sent it’s projectile several miles, if Paul had tried to do that.) The biker gang that stole it overcharged it relentlessly until they exploded the breech, wounding two of them.
Mostly, Paul makes three-dimensional shadow boxes out of glass, metal, and an eclectic assortment of unexpectedly beautiful things he found, or made. He also rescues box turtles from the roadside every year, and lets them hibernate in his refrigerator. I kind of miss Paul. He moved away some time ago.
“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.” ~ Aristotle ~