If you have read any of my blogs, or seen some of the projects that I have built, chances are good that you know I am into marquetry. I have been on this slippery slope for a while regarding how ‘into’ I go. I have read Pierre Raymond’s book Marquetry, and I have read most of the new Lost art press Roubo translation. I lay awake at night dreaming of one day making something that can compare to the work of the old Masters. In short… its almost taken over my life.
Patrice starting the American School of French Marquetry forum…. well, that was the last push. I have to build a chevy. Not can or should.. I have to. Its a need.
I have everything planned out. I start a two day show tomorrow, and I spent the last 3 days cleaning and rearranging my shop. Contemplating selling my table saw and going full hand too. It would not be too hard, it and the router are the only two left. (I don’t count the drill press and lathe, because I use them to make pens that I sell to generate income to spend on tools and wood). The main reason for cleaning up is that after the show, I have a rustic kitchen table to build for a friend. But once the table is done… free…. almost.
I had planned on building a Chippendale low boy out of some curly cherry I bought months and months ago.. and it needs to get done. This is on my bucket list and its getting done.
After that…. free as a bird. I have decided that these little commissions waste too much time and don’t bring in enough extra cash to make the worth it.
So today… I was pacing in my clean shop thinking about what I am going to make my chevy out of. Pacing into this room.. that room.. I found myself in the furnace room where I keep some wood and such… OOOHHHHHHHHHHH….. look what I found!!
8/4 10” wide, 6.5’ long. 2 of them. Clear pine. Perfect!!!! I have the material… I can start right away!!! I will pick away at it while finishing these other projects…
Back story: My uncle in southern Saskatchewan had a tiny wood shop that he would play in when the weather was such that he could not be driving his tractors. I would spend my summers out there and played in the little shop a few times. When he passed away he left me all his tools. These were in his shop. It took about two trips there and back to get most of it to my place. This is how I got into woodworking. Sadly, his tools were little hobby tools, none of them sharp and all in rough shape. I had two choices… forget about woodworking, or start to replace them. Any guesses what I did? Shortly into my journey I became obsessed with hand tools…. that was when I realized I was on this slippery slope…
Anyways, I think Uncle Ron would approve of his old pine boards becoming a Chevalet de Marqueterie.
Sorry for being long winded and sentimental… but this is really exciting, and that Im going to be using my late Uncles wood for the project only makes it more exciting.