WARNING!! This blog post contains some personal information. Read at your own risk for learning something about me.
Its been a just over 2 weeks since my last post. Its almost been that long since I have had time to sit at the computer. Some wonderful stuff going on at work which is taxing me mentally, added to the family stuff already going on, and still trying to pump out the commissions that I am working on. THEN… last week, my wife’s 5 month old puppy got sick and died. Something called Immune-Mediated Polyarthritis. By the time they figured it out it was too late. I’m quite bitter at the breeder and the vet.
Here is my 8 and 6 year old out for a walk with her about a week before everything went down.
Sorry for killing the mood, but she was awesome and I miss her, and I almost had her trained to eat the evil cats. Keep reading, lots of woodworking stuff to come…
Anyways, getting to the title of the blog, table saw prison. I have been thinking a lot recently and I really, really, really want to sell my table saw and finally go fully hand tool. I got a step closer 2 weeks ago by selling a router that I have not used in 4 years. I have a table saw, router table, crappy drill press and a crappy thickness planer left. Since I almost never use the thickness planer, I don’t really count it. And I have been using my brace and bits for almost everything drilling recently, so the really that just leave the router table and the table saw left. Since I don’t have very many moulding planes, its safe to guess that the router table is staying for a while longer… which brings me to the table saw.
I hate it. It takes up so much space, its noisy and makes lots of dust… ick.
Now for the prison part. ultimately… I actually don’t mind the table saw. What I hate most about it, is what it represent to me at this time. About 6 months ago my wife had to stop working, lots going on. Some serious psychological issues and crazy physical things as well. Basically… down to one income. Mine. So, since then my hobby shop where I sometimes do a few commissions has turning into a full commission shop (for the extra cash) where I can find a few hours here and there to do something that I want to do. And unfortunately for me, most of what I find myself making is boxes.. boxes.. and more boxes. Guess what? They all want them finger jointed. So.. table saw with incra I-box and finger joint blades. How boring. So right now.. the table saw represents how I am stuck doing stuff that I don’t want to do, that I don’t enjoy.. and I am basically working two full time jobs.
Enough whining!!! I have pictures of the boxes that I am working on right now. These are a little different from the norm.. they are display cases for a couple that is going to be opening a high end French culinary store. Everything is imported from France.. and its crazy awesome stuff. So I am making 6 display cases so they can show off the cutlery sets. The best part… they want hand crafted stuff. WOO HOO!!! I get to cut dovetails again. And use hide glue, and no sanding.. and shellac!!!
Here are the 6 cases glued up, and I have just put one really thin coat of amber shellac…
Here are the glued up lids..
I get most of the day tomorrow to work on these and I am hoping to get if not done, very, very close to done. Then I can finish the giant table that I started 2 months ago.
And finally, here is the Greek Key experiment. I used pure beeswax and rubbed it in and buffed it out as per instructions, however, I used a piece of wood I had around the shop, I did not have enough time to make the corn broom polisher. But I really like it and I am defiantly going to be doing more of them.
Sorry for venting, but thanks for reading.