|Project by svenbecca||posted 03-05-2014 01:33 PM||1409 views||1 time favorited||8 comments|
First things first, this was never going to be a table. I saw a rifle display on LJ a few months back. The top of this table was going to be just that. I started that in Sept ‘13. It was going to be a Christmas gift for a friend who retired from the Navy the same time I did, but his wife said it wouldn’t fit in their home. So he got a coffee pot instead. He and I got together a couple of weeks ago and he noticed it under the workbench and said that it would be a cool table top.
The base, center section, and the frame of the table came off of an old rotted pier on Lake Martin, AL. The oak border on the table’s top came from oak pallets that my friend and I picked up one August ‘13 morning in Montgomery, AL from an Air Force brother that had planned to make a picnic table with it. Obviously he never got around to it. The Air Force is like that. Their “round-to-it” is usually busted.
The table isn’t exactly finished. I still need to find a tempered glass top for it and etch a chess board onto it. This was a mutual decision between the friend and I. Chess is something we did together when we were in high school, a lot actually. We haven’t played since high school.
The reason why it’s the 35 degree table: All of the decorative angles were done on the table saw at a 35 degree angle. I left it that way throughout the project.
As simple as the table appears, it was maddening. All of the lumber was destroyed. I went through half of a truckload of rotted lumber to find a few good character pieces to work with. Everything was twisted and bent and it took a ton of work and clamps to get it all even remotely straight. It still isn’t, though. I see the twists and crooked pieces still, but no one around here can tell. It still drives me crazy.
-- A carpenter takes an ugly, knotted, twisted piece of wood and makes something beautiful and pure from it. Jesus is a carpenter, I am a piece of wood.