|Project by ChuckV||posted 07-31-2016 12:27 AM||641 views||0 times favorited||7 comments|
I am involved in our town’s historical society. We received a monetary gift for the purpose of purchasing bookcases. A survey of our holdings indicated that we would need four large bookcases. We probably could not have purchased four terrible bookcases with the allotted funds, let alone have them custom made.
I was asked to make the bookcases, but if I accepted I was required to charge something for my labor. I drew up some plans and we came to an agreement that everyone was happy with. I am making the bookcases from pine. There is a great local lumber yard that sells lots of S4S pine. I always buy rough lumber for my own use, but this saved me a lot of time and saved my machines from lots of goop.
Here is the pine:
I have never made this many things that are this big, about 48” wide and 78” high. At first, I considered working on them all at once to take advantage of setting things up fewer times, but I quickly realized that I lacked the shop space and patience to work this way. Instead, I am doing them one at a time. I am currently about 3/4 of the way through the third of the four pieces.
I am surprised at how much I am enjoying this. Halfway through the first one, I thought, “Oh no, what have I gotten myself into?” But, it is fun to see how I can improve my methods on each one. I am also keeping track of how much time I spend on each one. I am still making less per hour than I did at my first job in 1977! Well, it is for a good cause, I keep reminding myself.
The front frame is joined with M & T. Here it is being glued to the carcase:
The backs are plywood. We want to provide some air circulation behind the old books, so I attached stops at the back of each shelf. Here are some of those being glued on before the back is attached:
I have a strong desire to make something very delicate, fussy and fiddly after the last bookcase is delivered.
-- “And the products of wealth push you along on the bow wave of their spiritless undying selves.” ― I. Anderson