So it's been awhile since I've posted about my woodworking journey. My infamous 50's side table is basically done but I'm waiting on an unusually warm day to put the poly on outside so that I don't kill myself with the fumes inside {then I wouldn't get to enjoy my table so what would be the point}? Finally, I will be able to put the lovely hairpin legs on and {voila!} - it will be done - then I'll post the pic...stay tuned.
My current project is the lovely 2" thick end-grain cutting board crafted from walnut and purpleheart. My hearing has almost returned from running these hard-a*# boards through the planer - I think everyone in a 30 mile radius heard it. What? Did you say something?
I've almost plucked all the splinters from my fingers too - so basically, I can't hear and my fingers are polka-dotted-red from digging around with a needle. This is so much fun. Anyway, next class, I'm looking forward to gluing more than 20 strips of the wood and clamping it to form the actual cutting board. So, let's recap - I can't hear, I have needle marks on my fingers from splinters, and it's likely I will have to peel a gallon of glue off my hands and arms, of course the skin will come with it. Did I mention this is really, super, some kind of big fun?
It's going to be a beaut when I'm done - I may not be, but my cutting board will...
image courtesy of me
