It would appear to me that your disease is terminal...
You are never going to be willingly more than arm's length from that lathe again, UNLESS it is to buy another lathe/tormek/chisel/gouge etc... :D
Thank You All!
I post the pictures (Now that I learned how :) ) NOT to "show off", but in the hope to encourage.
As you have encouraged me, to try.
I gazed upon the beautiful things you do and the postings of what master turners have done and it makes me want to try, to venture along with, and see what is inside the missed and destitute pieces laying forgotten.
I've said it often enough how I enjoy finding the soul of the wood.
If I can do something that my peers enjoy as well as I do, well I have every confidence that my friends here who are setting up or are about to set up to turn, can easily do everybit as well.
And you masters are an endless wealth of help and encouragement. Opening my eyes to methods and ways that leave me in awe. And your sage advice guides me. Thank You for all you have shared, and your encouragements.
Today I must set aside the lathe and it's possibilities. I have square work to do, so I will be back to my other tools for a bit. I have finish work to do about Betty's new kitchen window.
I have been saved the drugeries of painting for this weekend as Sunday is Betty's Birthday and the family will be here for that celibration.
And to the friends who might be contomplating the turning bug, all I can say is you would like it. Weather you would choose a small lathe such as I chose to start with, or a more dedicated start with a larger lathe, the fun to be found is emencely satisfying. There is no longer any scrap about my shop, nor firewood in the pile, There is potential.
The potential to find yet more beautiful projects.
Maybe that's why trees are round, instead of square, such as mankind chooses to use them. And all the fustrations and waste that comes along with the "perfect" square.
Maybe turning is closer to the natural order of things...... :)
My sly dear friend! I find key words in your great advice.
"...and then you wouldn't have to show till it's ALL OVER...."
"All over" is something I would wish to avoid, LOL.
And as yourself, and I would surmise many others have found, sometimes there is.... shall we say.... a tad bit difference in abilities and care.... in the application of said coatings. :7
I'm still bummed out you didn't get some of that treasure trove acrossed the street. Damn!
And I can't imagine why Marilyn would shun such an offer as you made to her to run off to woodworkers heaven down on the farm.
But then there are a few factors that come to mind for the lack of understanding on her part.
Missouri.... female..... blond.....
(and agian I find myself cowering under my desk here, fearing the onslot of slings and arrows from the east.) LOL!
But if I had such a gold mine within 60 miles of me, never would I ever look upon any "store bought" wood agian. I would be harvesting winterfalls instead of sitting here glassy eyed.
And that Vett would be traded off for a self loading 10 wheeled logging truck in a heartbeat.
But knowing She and John have such a treasure brings a great big smile to my face of admiration. Someday someone will tap the wealth there. Some future woodworker will admire and love the potential preserved there.
I just hope it doesn't fall waste to some idiot for grinding into mulch and waste.
But then mankind has left a lot to be desired for the way the human race has tended to chit in there nest up to their necks. :'(
Tonight, fancy firewood.
I saw this piece with bumps on it laying out back in one of the firewood piles. Wasn't sure what it was but suspected it to be oak. A fresh cut and a sniff told me it was.
The bumps appeared to be where branches might have been trimmed in the past and the tree healed the wounds.
It was checked a bit (cracked), but I figured there might be something inside.
Looky what was inside the shell.