Our Woodworking Merit Badge class met a couple of days ago to complete the archery stands for Camp Pioneer. The boys decided to wood burn Troop 728 and Camp Pioneer – Jewel of the Cascades on two of the stands to commemorate their hard work. After wood burning the boys applied a clear wood preservative. The stands were delivered a few days ago and the camp staff was very appreciative. Our working drawing Kory wood burning Troop 728 on an archery stand Jay supervising! ...
All Creation Awaits…. ....how well you exercise your own creativity, will only be matched by the time you spend ignoring what other’s say, and getting on with the real work of creating a place for what you have to say, even to the point of daring to pique or provoke at the same time.... What you have to show of your work, will in time be measured by the hours of toil and sweat you have invested and not by dancing to the tune of those who gather around to offer compliments of...
Parabolic Works of ‘Wood Art’ ....today is my moment of now, like where was yesterday when all is past, and what be-comes of foresight in tommorow, is but a shadow of finding past…. —-so once again i go ahead. ....who plows a furrow with their head stuck in some frown, and what gives those other’s right to say follow this way, tis no-small thing to walk behind the footsteps of some ridiculous king, like now i tend to know that all was for their pleasurab...
Hi all; I always mention my buddy Bruce, and here’s a post dedicated to him, (even though he’s still alive) knock on wood. He has no experience in wood carving, other to set a hinge or something. When we were building the Philadelphia Pie Crust Table, he would work on parts like turning the post, laying out the pattern for the top, as well as cutting it out and hollowing the middle of it with a router. The 1 inch thick board becomes about 5/8 inch in the middle are...
Visual Imagination ….so the lighting and thunder clap their hands, a leaf falls to the ground sending forth vibrations of welcome, an ant crawls out from under that leaf in the light of day, and i stare just knowing that all ‘just is’ as should be…. —-from my place of silence in these wooded fields of dreams, comes an-other much like my-self seeking repose, after all what use is body or soul confined to theological debate, when by the spirit one learns to d...
Tabitha Cum....a descriptive journey —-and so you made your incision in metre,out there in the octaves of wooded living space,you waited till one such as i came walking by,and in your patience of never losing hope, ....” i stopped and said, little girl arise….” —-your patience was in the ages of eons,where golden haired angels of filamentous wispy inspired desire,cater to the one’s of us who walk with eyes in the sky,never having a reason beyond the one you gave, ....” i stopped a...
Was running out of daylight to take pictures in, so I had to finish quick… here’s the pieces: and here's the project
To date, the most time I’ve spent at the lathe was 3 hours – and that was in a small classroom setting practing beads and coves – 1/2 the time playing and getting a feel for the tools, and the rest of the time trying to make deliberate shapes – while contantly dealing with catches. Today, I began working on my wood joinery/garden project. 1 hour of planning and cutting, 4 hours straight at the lathe! Also to date, the longest things I’ve turned came in around ...
It’s funny how this contest challenges you to think about wood in different ways. At first you think of how to replace nails with dowels or dovetails… then as designs get too complex, the mind broadens and figures out how to strip away the clutter and simplify the design or the plan. (I’ve always been good with simplification – resume’ as it were) It finally ocurred to me, just tonight, that the baskets my sister made (we have two, a wine basket and a stair ba...
Gone Waundering ....gone waundering! gone waundering and so i go, out in the outback’s of my mind, far from the shore’s of hominal demesne…. —-gone waundering where the paths of other’s have not trod, while the winds of government’s blow past my head, i catch the currents of ancient’s past, and watch as these gladly welcome me back…. —-gone waundering with a golden field of dreams, when to my awakened surprise i saw the reality, h...
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