About the title:
I started , a couple years ago, writing about something I was working on, and set the Blog Series concept aside, because it just wasn’t clicking in my feeble mind. Now, I have something that seems to fit the scheme.
I’m working, these last few days, on another Jacaranda bowl. I seem to be somewhat fixated on the Jacaranda for good reason. To wit: When I brought it home and cut it up, I sealed the ends with Parafin. This was a couple years ago. It seems, in the interim, to have seasoned quite nicely, without cracking, checking. or splitting. So, here’s where this journey through Wilson’s head begins, this time:
This is the other half of the log from which the previous piece was turned, and the wax is clearly visible on one end.
I’m rounding it up, envisioning a roundish bowl, with the bark left intact, without any delusions of a “hollow form with a lid,” or any such thing. Just a nice, small (4-1/2”D, or so), bowl. In the roughing, it begins looking pretty punky. I’m not worried about it – the last one was the same, and I got over it.
This is just an “Ordinary Bowl,” right? An “Ordinary Bowl-With-The-Bark-On-The-Sides” proposition. Right? So, it is.
I’m not worried about a thing. My tools, crappy though they be, are sharp enough; I’m not above doing a lot of sanding; this’ll be good. I got a notification in FB about my sister in Law’s birthday, so I start thinking that, mebees – just mebbees – I’ll finish this puppy up today and send it to her as a gift. Today, I start polishing. A note about polishing:
I recently came upon the knowledge that, contrary to my previous “knowledge,” rattle-can lacquer is legal to acquire, and available, in these parts. I’ve used it on the last couple pieces. This is a very good thing, because, as many of you know, it’s the wood that I love. Not what I can do to the wood, but, the wood itself. This Lacquer gives me an opportunity that I had, hitherto, been unaware of. That is, I can polish a piece to its best, naturally occurring, ability to shine, then, using the Lacquer, lock in that natural beauty, without the addition of anything else, be it oil, stain, or anything. (You cannot ”friction polish,” with shellac, or Shine Juice, over an uneven surface, such as bark.) I commenced polishing, thusly: .100; 150; 220; 320; 400; Micromesh through the nine levels that, roughly, equal 600 through 12,000. Here’s what that looks like, in general:
Swell, huh? It’s sweller, by far, up close. I promise.
Now, I blow the Lacquer on it. Three coats, buffing between coats, with a bit of brown paper bag.
This is gorgeous, says VIMH (my harshest critic. A piece truly worthy of gifting.)
Encouraged, I think, I can finish this, today (being yesterday).
I turned it around and hogged it out. (There’s not much to see, here, but, trust me, the inside winds up almost a lovely as VIMH says the outside is. )
I mounted it in the Longworth Chuck, to complete the bottom.
This is where it gains acceptance into the “You’re too Young To Go Steady” milieu. “You’re too young to go steady” can be paraphrased as “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know.”
As an artist, or indeed, as a human (IF one is introspective and thoughtful about it all), one knows, deep in his soul, that it’s a journey, after all. Innit? That is to say that, if you’re not going forward in your steps, you’re either standing still, or going bassackwards.
I turned the little foot on the bottom, scared to death of breaking through, polished it up, signed it, and began shaking the Lacquer can. I blew on the lacquer. VIMH says, THAT WAS A MISTAKE!
Nay, nay, say I. (This is where the aforementioned concept of “moving forward” crosses my silly mind.
I can work with this..
This doesn’t have to be a “failure.” This can be a “moving forward” moment.