hello faithful reader! i cant beleive its been three weeks (+/-) since i last felt the gusto to blog. working nonstop has been good in a few ways, mostly financially, but also its gotten me into a pattern of gettin
g up on the earlier side of things. reading my last post, i can only imagine that i must have glued up that chair within those next couple of days. i can be sure only of the fact that it is glued up because i am sitting in it now. it functions appropriately as a prototype that took wayyyyy too long. it is sturdy enough to last a long time, but it is bulky where it needn't be, and the angles need some tweaking. also a couple of the joints are less than savory. something about only having a limited amount of time, sporadically occurring, tends to make me feel like i need to rush things that cannot be rushed. which brings me to the topic of the subject of this post. tonight, i came home after work and decided to see what was what in the woodshop, where i hadnt been in weeks. i had the idea in the back of my mind to make a sleeve to protect the chain on my saw. the same saw, by the way, that i have never heard run. not that it wont start, just that i havent tried. it is right up on the top of my daytime priority list when i do have a day off. everyman's dream, returning just briefly to that phrase that came to me a few minutes ago, has to do with the dream of having the time to tinker and play with ones tools. what are tools, if nothing more than toys for grown ups? i cannot possibly imagine. i have an incredible number of projects looming in my head, many of which will help my productivity or comfort for the foreseeable future, such as a couple of drawers for my drawing table and computer desk. easy, right? well, not when you love cutting dovetails by hand, and secretly think the drawer idea is just an excuse to cut some. instantly it becomes more than an evening project. just like a chair, i suppose. i could make a chair out of plywood that collapses for shipping fairly simply, but thats not the way i like my output. i like my output to read as though i spent time thinking things through. my friend Ben says i do things slowly. i dont think i do most things slowly enough. my dream is for a time when i can take mine.
g up on the earlier side of things. reading my last post, i can only imagine that i must have glued up that chair within those next couple of days. i can be sure only of the fact that it is glued up because i am sitting in it now. it functions appropriately as a prototype that took wayyyyy too long. it is sturdy enough to last a long time, but it is bulky where it needn't be, and the angles need some tweaking. also a couple of the joints are less than savory. something about only having a limited amount of time, sporadically occurring, tends to make me feel like i need to rush things that cannot be rushed. which brings me to the topic of the subject of this post. tonight, i came home after work and decided to see what was what in the woodshop, where i hadnt been in weeks. i had the idea in the back of my mind to make a sleeve to protect the chain on my saw. the same saw, by the way, that i have never heard run. not that it wont start, just that i havent tried. it is right up on the top of my daytime priority list when i do have a day off. everyman's dream, returning just briefly to that phrase that came to me a few minutes ago, has to do with the dream of having the time to tinker and play with ones tools. what are tools, if nothing more than toys for grown ups? i cannot possibly imagine. i have an incredible number of projects looming in my head, many of which will help my productivity or comfort for the foreseeable future, such as a couple of drawers for my drawing table and computer desk. easy, right? well, not when you love cutting dovetails by hand, and secretly think the drawer idea is just an excuse to cut some. instantly it becomes more than an evening project. just like a chair, i suppose. i could make a chair out of plywood that collapses for shipping fairly simply, but thats not the way i like my output. i like my output to read as though i spent time thinking things through. my friend Ben says i do things slowly. i dont think i do most things slowly enough. my dream is for a time when i can take mine.