So the time has come and I feel I am ready to try and sell something of my own design and build. I have no grand illusions of becoming rich by way of woodworking, or even being able to give up the day job, but I would like the hobby to be able to sustain itself and let me upgrade my tools. Continue reading
Many of the recipients of the boxes already have them as I wanted them to have the option of using them for their intended purpose this holiday season. I was not there when my aunts and grandmother opened them at Thanksgiving, but I am told tears were involved. They’re an emotional group when it comes to the memory of my mom and to add a hand made item to that sentiment, well…
I know it’s early and I know the pace at which I am able to work. The mention of Christmas in August may seem very retail of me but I want to be sure I am done with a dozen boxes in time. Even if that time is October.
I’ve made a few practice boxes to go through the process of stock prep, cutting tight miters, glue up, finishing, etc. In this latest attempt I added the picture, which for anyone not following is a copy of a Christmas tree drawn by my mother a couple years ago before she passed away at this time last year. This is done by ink jet printing the image to the glossy backing of a sheet of labels that have had the labels removed and then pressing that wet ink on to the wood being careful not to move the paper and smudge the image.
My wife and I made our second annual visit to the Brimfield Flea and Antiques Show yesterday. Hundreds of antiques dealers and other vendors from around the country descend on Brimfield, MA three times a year to make one of the largest events of its kind in the country. In my experience most antique stores and flea markets that I have visited are little more than glorified yard sales. Brimfield is different.
I really wanted the title of this post to be “I got wood”, but the adult in me over ruled the 14 year old, for a change.
In the past 72 hours I have accumulated well over a hundred board feet, most of it for free. Our office building has been in a state of remodel for a couple of years as hundreds of thousands of square feet are being turned in to modern office space. In a room that is currently being gutted, solid oak soffits and chair rails were removed and bound for the dumpster until one of the guys I work with mentioned that I might want it. And I did.
I have started more posts with “Sorry for the delay…” than I care to admit. Truth is I haven’t been very productive in the shop lately. At least not with anything blog worthy. There’s nothing real sexy about painting a new screen door or making a few additions for that door that keep the dog from running through the screen.
Not that a box is particularly exciting either. They’ve been done to death. Especially what I recently made… a maple box with walnut splines, but box making is new to me and will eventually serve a purpose.
I have been unmotivated lately. Unmotivated to get in to the shop. After finishing the bureau and finally unpacking I have not spent much time making anything. Partly because I don’t have a large project in front of me and this, for me, causes malaise which I justify with head trash.