I like to leave the marks I used during construction on my work - where it isn’t easily seen, of course. I, a human, chose each of these pieces for a reason and paired them with each chair (in this case) for a reason, and I feel like this sort of gives evidence of that. I guess that’s why I also like to sign my name - rather than stamp or brand it; each piece is personal, anything other than my signature would seem out of place. For better or for worse, I’m responsible for all of this.
Companionship metaphor. (But I’m the taller one in real life.)
Check out their album release show this weekend (standing room only).
Heart pine and oxidized oak. Warm and cool. Soft and angular. Uhh, Bill and Ted. Excellent.
Real time glue up, with wedges. And remember, the key to success is to wobble your head around a lot.
All (64) mortises flared for wedges. Not my favorite thing to do, but an important part of the finished piece.
New personal record: 10 chairs in the van. It’s all in the upholsterer’s hands now. (To which patron saint should I pray to guide his staple gun?)
More sanding and finishing today. This was before that started and I was by myself in the shop getting a little stir crazy. But it is fun to see how shapes interact.
Have y’all seen the end of “The Chairs”? Freaks me out every time.
It really hasn’t been until the crest rail joinery was done (so I could lop off that large reference on the front of the posts) and the crest rail was glued in (so I could wind the fronts and backs into of the posts to meet the sweep of the crest rail) that the lines of these chairs have fully revealed themselves - now I just need to do it 7 more times. Any guesses as to which of the tables I built last year that these are pairing with?
Been exploring in Santa Fe for a few days. Amazing landscapes, architecture, and art. Could have spent all day in this gallery with #gustavebaumann - beautiful examples of what else wood can do.
1) Draw it. 2) Build it. One more part, but I guess that’ll be a 2019 thing. Happy New Year all.
It’s a little different, yes, but I like to think of it as a watchful guardian. 16/4 mahogany, turned and carved. (And I’m lucky to have a sister who appreciate “unique” gifts.) Hope everyone has a restful day.
Santa’s workshop is in full swing, and the dining chairs are close to presentable, but thought I’d post these dudes since they’ve been guilting me for a few months now - their commissioned brethren got delivered months ago and they’ve been neglected ever since. I’ll order more leather one of these days.
I feel like I’m running a marathon in 100 yard sprints. Another day working, just not on the stuff that pays. I was told that as an adult things that needed to be done would come at a nice steady pace of one at a time - seems I’m either not an adult or I misunderstood what I was getting myself into.
As the old saying goes: some days you build furniture, some days you repaint your ceiling because the other white wasn’t really white after all and you’ve been sleeping at someone else’s house for 4 nights more than you told them you needed to and need to get out of there.
Joinery in Chaostown. And lots of it. (Both.)
Lots of paring in store for tomorrow, so I figured I’d end today with some sharpening. I typically use water stones, but felt like oil stones today - that water gets cold this time of year. They are slower, but there is something nice about the polish. And ultimately sharp is sharp.
They fit in. But really, who’s looking at the spindles with that hand painted wallpaper (from the 20s) all around?
I woke up Monday morning to a mild heart attack, realizing next week is thanksgiving and I have two little “in-between” projects I told people I’d have done by then. (I never thought November would actually get here.) Anyway, I’ve been speed-building this funny little desk (with mini drawer) and found myself with a stuck stretcher (admittedly a little too tight). Then I remembered this parallel block I made a while ago. It’s not as handy as I thought it would be, but it saved the day today.