Trimming Mounting and Shaping
I thought it might be neat to present a timeline of this Project. The Thing is on the lathe, waiting for me to get back to it. (I began this Blog about 4 hours ago. My computer locked up, when I was almost done with. The Blog-making page didn't save my work, like it's supposed to. So, here I am, starting over. this time, I'm writing it out on Notepad first.)
I chose a Jacaranda log. You can see in Montage #1 that it's fairly bent. And there's a pretty large nub near the end. That must go, for there's no way that'll spin well. And, go it did.
I thought, momentarily, that, mebees, the cutoof could be reattached. The word there, that you probably can't see, in the top right photo, is "Nah." The punky bit will be turned away.
Often, when I'm trying to get some semblance of balance out of a whacky piece of timber, I'll lightly hold it between centers on the lathe, trying not to poke any holes in it or knock off bark. This time, I balanced it on my fingertip. It worked really well, as it happens. I bored a 3/8" hole, inserted the Wormscrew, noted how remarkably (surprisingly, really) well-balanced it is. That's nice. It's real nice, at 2 o'clock in the morning, to know that I don't have to get out the power planer. So, there's nothing left, now, but to start shaping this Thing.
This is a pretty extreme case of cuttus interruptus. But I'm liking it so far.
The final photo is the same as the previous one, only several hours later. (Even I must snooze from time to time.)
Thanks for coming along. Back to the lathe I must hie.
I thought it might be neat to present a timeline of this Project. The Thing is on the lathe, waiting for me to get back to it. (I began this Blog about 4 hours ago. My computer locked up, when I was almost done with. The Blog-making page didn't save my work, like it's supposed to. So, here I am, starting over. this time, I'm writing it out on Notepad first.)
I chose a Jacaranda log. You can see in Montage #1 that it's fairly bent. And there's a pretty large nub near the end. That must go, for there's no way that'll spin well. And, go it did.
I thought, momentarily, that, mebees, the cutoof could be reattached. The word there, that you probably can't see, in the top right photo, is "Nah." The punky bit will be turned away.
Often, when I'm trying to get some semblance of balance out of a whacky piece of timber, I'll lightly hold it between centers on the lathe, trying not to poke any holes in it or knock off bark. This time, I balanced it on my fingertip. It worked really well, as it happens. I bored a 3/8" hole, inserted the Wormscrew, noted how remarkably (surprisingly, really) well-balanced it is. That's nice. It's real nice, at 2 o'clock in the morning, to know that I don't have to get out the power planer. So, there's nothing left, now, but to start shaping this Thing.
This is a pretty extreme case of cuttus interruptus. But I'm liking it so far.
The final photo is the same as the previous one, only several hours later. (Even I must snooze from time to time.)
Thanks for coming along. Back to the lathe I must hie.