my ancestor the pirate Jens Rasmussen
Ok, he might not be Jonny Depp and I have no idea from where my smile came, but this is what I come from, Jens Rasmussen and his wife, Jens are also known as the Pirate since he was captured at sea by the English and was prisoner at the Thames in England in a prison ship.
At Odder museum in Jutland, Denmark, there are some of his stuff and amongst it are this little fine knife he made while he was prisoner in 1813-1814.
I took a few notes in my sketchbook while I was there, thinking it could be fun one day to make a replica, so I can try in my own hand how he was working and the replica can then one day pass on to my daughter as a memory of our past.
The handle seemed to be made from bone, but since I had no idea what and I did not have any bones here in the shop, except from my own, I decided to use antlers, with I happened to have.
Since this will look about the same and also have a soft core.
For metal I used a sawblade, so all I needed was to shape it and keep it cool so it would not go dull.
So after an hour of shaping I was happy, think it came quite close to the original, I had some limits due to the soft core.
Then time for sand paper, grids; 120-240-320-600-1200.
Buffing the handle and making it shine and look like the old bone.
Sharpening the blade.
Time for some tobacco.
The pirate’s knife.
When he was an old man, he liked to do woodworking and made several ship models of some of the ships he had sailed, here’s one of them.
He also made this compass.
This is me with my Jens Rasmussen replica…
As I arrived to our 200 years family reunion.
It was a grand day, to meet some of all the ancestors of him, talk, eat, look at all the faces and the kids even got pirate flags.
Here we are!
Ancestors of the pirate and their families.
Yes sooner or later we will all become bones and only a few of us will be remembered, but we will have the chance to dig in and celebrate, from where we came. Life is sweet.
Now I can hold Jens Rasmussens knife in my hand and get a feeling of history and where I came from.
I do see some genes might have passed down, at least some shaves might be running in the blood.
Life is what we make it, now it’s time to use the knife and make something that might stay one day I’m gone.
Hope this post can inspire to celebrate where you come from.
I sure feel lucky to have some of that woodworking pirate blood in my veins.
-- MAD F, the fanatical rhykenologist and vintage architect. Democraticwoodworking.