As an artisan, I am starting to realize that I just like making stuff. Even more so, I don’t really feel fulfilled unless I am making things.
I think that this has slowly been brewing in my subconscious for a number of years. As a woodturner, I started buying tools to turn with. Later on, I developed an interest in hollow turning, and a lot of these tools are much better suited to be homemade instead of purchased (costs, customization, convenience…) I made tools because I NEEDED to make tools to complete a project.
This lead me to have to acquire some basic metal working skills. Since they were tools that were going to be used for a particular task, I didn’t really care how they worked, only that they worked well for their intended purpose. Over time, I started taking a little more time in crafting these tools because it cost me nothing much to make them much better looking with the same level of performance. The tools became projects unto themselves.
The thing that snuck up on me was that I don’t realy care WHAT I am making anymore. I just enjoy making things. I was working on a spoon the other day, and I needed a hook knife to carve the bowl, so I put down the spoon blank and started making a knife. While I sat there looking at the other hook knives I have made, I had this epiphany- I am no longer a turner.
I am a maker of things.