Finally a miniature.
Months have gone by
Years too
Infact, its a decade since
I made something
as small as you.
Sheesh, a terrible verse, I know. But it just came out.
I'm sitting here, looking at a miniature chair that I made a few Sundays back at the asylum; I can't help smiling.
When I was a teen, I would try to cut up plywood and make scale models of my grandmothers furniture. They were fairly good, but I never liked the fact that the ends were always a little off and the flat was not perfectly flat. In time, when I got married and began making full scale furniture, I got did develop that skill. But I never went back to the little scale.
Always meaning to but never quite making it.
Then the Asylum happened and I felt sure I could make something there, but here too, 2 years, 2 busy years went by and I still hadn't gone back to where my heart wanted to take me.
And then the serendipitous happened. Someone made a make-shift table saw at the asylum.
I had a wood working class on at the time and couldn't allow my excitement to get the better of me. So the weekend after the class ended, I found a length of pine and had at it.
The Adirondack seemed the perfect design to bring to life.
It is made up of many lengths of wide flat boards, so I wouldn't have to get my finger to close to that blade.
After looking at a few images, I began with a basic sketch and some measurements.
I found that the design doesn't have as few complications as I first thought, there were atleast 9 different types of pieces to cut.
Ofcourse with a blade ready to spin and a guide with a stop, that's wasn't a problem. I was absorbed.
4 hours later covered with sawdust, I appeared out of the wood lab, looking for glue. That must have been a sight.
There I was excitedly asking for fevicol, covered in sawdust and holding what was in effect a lot of little popsicle sticks.
Anyway, glue in hand, I vanished back into the lab where I got good and sticky.
And finally
Months have gone by
Years too
Infact, its a decade since
I made something
as small as you.
Sheesh, a terrible verse, I know. But it just came out.
I'm sitting here, looking at a miniature chair that I made a few Sundays back at the asylum; I can't help smiling.
When I was a teen, I would try to cut up plywood and make scale models of my grandmothers furniture. They were fairly good, but I never liked the fact that the ends were always a little off and the flat was not perfectly flat. In time, when I got married and began making full scale furniture, I got did develop that skill. But I never went back to the little scale.
Always meaning to but never quite making it.
Then the Asylum happened and I felt sure I could make something there, but here too, 2 years, 2 busy years went by and I still hadn't gone back to where my heart wanted to take me.
And then the serendipitous happened. Someone made a make-shift table saw at the asylum.
I had a wood working class on at the time and couldn't allow my excitement to get the better of me. So the weekend after the class ended, I found a length of pine and had at it.
The Adirondack seemed the perfect design to bring to life.
It is made up of many lengths of wide flat boards, so I wouldn't have to get my finger to close to that blade.
After looking at a few images, I began with a basic sketch and some measurements.
I found that the design doesn't have as few complications as I first thought, there were atleast 9 different types of pieces to cut.
Ofcourse with a blade ready to spin and a guide with a stop, that's wasn't a problem. I was absorbed.
4 hours later covered with sawdust, I appeared out of the wood lab, looking for glue. That must have been a sight.
There I was excitedly asking for fevicol, covered in sawdust and holding what was in effect a lot of little popsicle sticks.
Anyway, glue in hand, I vanished back into the lab where I got good and sticky.
And finally
