111 days ago
by ScottShaeffer |
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I designed a log clamp to hold logs that are too big for the lathe. My friend, Mitchel Dillman over at Colorado Rock*N Logs fabricated it for me. See how to use it to carve a tenon in this video!
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1758 days ago
by frank |
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Looking at Jonke
....and so i went walking in search of some jonke,that there word of middle age time frame of mind,and what i found was not some more latin names for juncus,but what i searched for was before mine eyes all-ready as ‘junk art’....
—-one can get so lost in the definitions that are imposed upon us,till it seems that our mind just can-not shake free and see,those boxes are ever around to drown the imagination of mind,while other’s pray to keep th...
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1758 days ago
by frank |
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All I See Is No-Junk
In my world, (and not as the lines where some see, when the plane of time is split as between earth and heaven….what those jokester’s of wordy word explanations first told us, to limit us into seeing their definitions of linear horizons….hmmm, quite a word spread there//here) means; there is no-junk! How can one see junk, when the world is filled with the beauty of creative genus and we as workers of wood are part of this process?
And so it was tha...
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1757 days ago
by frank |
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Glamdring, Summer Awards and, Left Overs
....and so it ‘just is’. All good stories must have a place of start….then some middle ground….and then comes the ‘whats all left over’ or maybe I should say, the ‘left overs’.
And as such, it seems fitting that since this is about ‘hobbit holes in my-world’....I should bring in one famous player, who working with me helped get this story going back in the early days of summer. That bein...
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1984 days ago
by frank |
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Stories of Wood That Yearn
”....tis in the sliding of the barn door’s opening, that the eye of man meets those other’s, who have heard the news, that often what is sold as wood, be-comes the more of what is worked as art....”
Often now the mornings are getting colder and so I find myself coming out here earlier to start the fire in the belly of my beast, as I prepare the tools that the ‘old timer’ will be using today. Tools come in many forms shapes a...
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