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The ladies in my life are getting jewelry boxes for Xmas. 1st one (the red insides) was for my daughter.
This one is for my Daughter-in-law it will have blue or orange felt inside when completed.
I have to make another one for the wife. Hers will be made from red oak.
This is the LAST time I use 1/2” plywood. ( I said this last week didn’t I)?
Box 1/2” Birch plywood – Stain: Watco wipe on Cherry, 3 coats – Min-Wax Polyurethane 4 coats.
I absolutely love the lid on this box. Its chestnut (I think) and came from my neighbor’s house renovation. The house is slightly over 100 years old. I managed to save just enough of the old floor board (broken bits and some rot) to make this lid.
The borders. I work by myself and trying to hold the box together and glue it was impossible; I tried a strap and couldn’t keep the box square; so I got out my 18 gauge nailer (smallest one I have) and nailed this sucker together. So to hide the nail holes I just took a piece of 1/8” red oak and just made a random pattern with the scroll saw and then reproduced the same for the other corners. I also notice in the picture one is upside down. I needed anger management upon that discovery, but hey its glued and nailed and not coming off. If I do this again the borders will be paper thin.
I’m also buying a 23 gauge pin nailer ASAP!
Last thing on the box. This box fought me all the way. 1st the miters were off, had to cut new boards. I couldn’t keep the box in position to just glue it together. I tried using blue tape on all the pieces and fold it into itself, but the box shifted, back fell out, sides fell off and the tape fell off. You name it, it went wrong and everything was a struggle.
Then I milled the lid to thin, so I couldn’t outside mount the hinges and then I didn’t mortise the hinges, not enough experience for that + the board is 100 years old and didn’t want total ruination. The box is out of square just a bit, a bit enough that the top tray doesn’t quite look “just right” and is real tight to get in and out.
I know this is a learning process and I am sure there will be more days like this one but I sure hope they are far and few in between.
But in the end I am still having fun and this is what counts for me.