Soothes the throat, and clears the nose

Well perhaps not so much of the former, but definitely the latter in spades! I’m referring to turning camphor laurel. The (late) evening was spent turning a CL bowl, and the aroma permeated the shed. I had a face shield, and an air filter running, but by the end of the night, I still looked like I had seen a ghost- my hair was pure white, as were my eye brows and eye lashes. Insidious stuff that sawdust.

Things are really starting to click out there- the bowl went smoothly, and I’m gaining some good ideas on how to use each of the chisels.

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This blank had some defects- a bark inclusion at one point at the upper edge, and a large knot hole right through the side, but I’m finding that I prefer to ignore they exist while turning, as I am not looking for a perfect material, but rather am using a natural product shaped as I want, and these defects become additional character for the resulting item. They remind us that this has been made from a natural product, not some homogenous piece of plastic shaped to be an item without a story, without a history.

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Only problem is turning is rather addictive, and when you find you can’t stop and turn until 2am, it does absolutely nothing good for the head the next day! Paying the price now 😦 😉

Richard Raffan Turning

Been watching my woodworking DVDs again recently (makes a good distraction while cooking!), and have been looking again at the Richard Raffan DVD from Taunton on Turning Boxes.

Damn, but he makes it look easy.  I was trying (without first reading any instructions, or reviewing videos etc) roughing out a bowl recently, and found it took a significant amount of force to get the tool to hollow out the centre, so decided very quickly than rather risk some catastrophic kickback, to review the how to materials first.

Seeing how Richard was doing it showed I was somewhat on the right track, but it should have been a lot easier than I was experiencing.

Perhaps I need to go on one of these Woodturning Cruises!  Puttering around the fiords of Norway, in a floating shop/training facility for wood turners.

One of the guys in the video has a T-shirt- you just catch a glimpse of the logo “When I die, bury me….in my shavings”

Did a quick Google of that, and found at Peachtree that they have a few others as well, including “Happiness is being covered in sawdust”,

“I love the smell of sawdust in the morning” and one I can definitely sympathise with:

Wonder if they have one “When I’m turning, DUCK!” Or “Blood is a woodturner’s patina” or “You know when you’ve had a kickback when your hands are ringing like they’ve just been to a rock concert”.  No – no accidents recently, although I have experienced all the above at one time or another.

One thing I really like from Richard’s video, and as was at the start of one of Mark Duginske’s videos – the woodworker in the forest, sourcing his raw materials.  These guys don’t start a project wandering around aisles of crapiata at Bunnings.  They get out there and harvest their own.

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