● Roubo and Me – Part 3
In this final instalment on my journey in the land of Roubo, you will see how I solved 99% of my workholding problems.
I finished my bench in Roubo and me – part 2, with the goal of … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Roubo and Me – Part 2
In the last post, Roubo and Me – part 1, I was working on a workbench based on Roubo’s plate 11 drawings. Did it come to fruition?
Yes, the plan came together!
After years of of improvising, I … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Roubo and Me – Part 1
Years before I had a woodworking bench, I used a work table made of a hinged, folded sheet of 3/4″ plywood on two shop made sawhorses. This was the setup on one side of my garage. When I was … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Kwanzaa and the End of a Decade
In light of the extraordinary times you, I, and the world are experiencing, I am offering, with gratitude today, this post which I wrote at the end of the year.
At the end of each year, I sum … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Cultural Heritage Repossessed
Most scholars of history, no matter who or what they claim as their cultural heritage, trust.
They trust facts validated by experts in their respective fields. Doubt and uncertainty are suspended in order to establish a knowledge base. The … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
◾️ Prince of a Frame Saw
A frustrating practice in the shop is “whittling” down a thicker piece of wood to get a thin panel of wood or veneer. It takes a lot of work to get that thin piece. I thought I would address … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Back in the Wood Shop – part 1
This is my recollection of how I settled in after I got back to the wood shop – part 1. Rarely does an interruption in my general routine take me off course. This summer I left my shop for … 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Finding My Club
Acting on the desire to start a blog, let alone about woodworking, is a dilemma itself. You hear that you should establish a club or start a blog to communicate with the world out there. Show what you know.… 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞
● Student Becomes the Teacher
We are born students in a classroom. For some of us, mama and papa are our first teachers. Life is the classroom. Life is the subject.
I find purpose in this ancient art of woodworking practiced since wo-man… 🐞 Read more about it ➞ ➞ ➞