Bandsawn box beginnings

Now that we are in 2013, it’s only fitting we leap into a new project for the new year.

At the last Woodworking in America Conference, I met up with David Picciuto – a.k.a. the Drunken Woodworker. (Relax, folks, that’s just his title. He assured us that he never drinks and goes into the shop, and he told us that he has already had several folks comment on the name). He was showing pictures of a few bandsawn boxes that he had made of a strange – yet ubiquitous – material – plywood. Highly intrigued, I asked David if I could go back to my shop and make one for my job’s annual art contest. He told me to go knock myself out. Thanks, dude!

David's box with Rosewood and plywood

Anyway, the process is pretty simple. First, get yourself a couple of pieces of leftover cabinet grade hardwood plywood you have in your shop…

“Oh, but Tom, I only use superior quality hardwoods in my work…”  Yeah, right. Poke around for a few minutes.. I’ll be waiting…

Anyway, you can draw up a design similar to the ones David uses, or you can go do your own thing. That’s cool with me. Get the size of the box you want to build, then cut and face glue appropriately sized pieces of plywood together. You can build it however large you would like.

The items for the band sawn box

As you can see from the contents of my benchtop, I have the makings for a box. The glued up stack, two pieces of decorative hardwood (leopardwood in this case), the plan, a can of spray adhesive to attach the plan to the top of the stack, and some double stick carpet tape. That’s the secret ingredient, because with it, you can temporarily attach the pieces so they can all be cut at the same time, yet get them apart to do other work.

Cutting the box at the band saw

I carpet-taped the pieces to the plywood stack, and spray adhered the pattern to the top of the sandwich. Once that was done, it was time to move on to the cuts. I put the 1/4″ blade on my Laguna and fired it up. While the lines in the plan weren’t that tight, I took my time and rough cut large chunks of the waste off first. This way, I could work with a smaller piece, making it easier to work with. I got close to the line, figuring I was going to sand to it later. The really careful cuts were going to come when I had to get inside the piece.

Once I took it off the band saw, I did give it a good once over at my combo belt/spindle sander. That thing works great!

Cut to the line carefully

When it came to the inside, I had to remove the drawer slug from the big stack. But, first things first, I had to pull the back side off the box. I wanted to use the leopardwood back as a stop for the drawer, and there’s only one way to do that… pull it off before you cut.  I threw the remainder of the box on the band saw, carefully lowering the guides to get them closer to the work. This time, I took great care to split the line with the blade, pushing ever so slowly to ensure a more accurate cut. Once I made it all away around the inside of the cut out, I pulled the slug from the middle.  Ta da!  Not bad for a trained shop monkey…

The drawer slug

From there, I had to cut out the inside of the box to make the drawer. After all, what good is a bandsawn box without a working drawer?  So, I took the leopardwood face off the drawer slug, and proceeded to cut out he middle of the drawer. Here’s where I ran into a little trouble… I had glued up the last piece of plywood, not realizing that I was going to have to keep that loose so it could be pulled off to become the back of the drawer. Meh, I found a small piece of the same plywood, scribed and cut it to fit the inside of the box, then glued it in place. If I’m not happy with it, I might just flock the inside and be done with it.IMAG0796

Now, before I could give this the final sanding, everything had to be glued back together in the right order. This way, I could ensure that everything was going to come together perfectly. So, I smeared glue on the meeting faces, and clamped everything down to my bench. That’s good enough for one day’s work. Next up, some sanding, maybe some flocking and a finish… pretty easy when you think about it!

 

Stuff I’ve Built: Lauren’s hope chest

As I had done for my oldest niece Carolina, my niece Lauren turned 16 last month, and I built her a hope chest for her birthday.

Well, here it is, stood up for viewing by the happy recipient. And, yes, I’m pretty darned happy with how it came out.

The hope chest assembled on the bench

The frame is made of Mayan walnut (I told Lauren that it was entirely appropriate to use Mayan walnut the year of the supposed end of the world based on the Mayan calendar) and the panels are made of maple. The lid has breadboard edges with through tongues to help keep the lid flat.

Since she lives in Maryland, and I’m in Florida, I had to build this hope chest so it could be shipped flat and assembled at her house. To make this easier for my brother-in-law, I decided to go with a frame and panel construction. The corners are assembled with a tongue and dado joint, requiring just a pair of short clamps to pull the front and back together for the assembly.

The corner joint

In order to make things easier for my brother-in-law, I took the time to label each of the corners with blue painters tape so he won’t get confused when the chest pieces arrive at his house. I also loaned him my assembly squares so he could ensure the assembly wouldn’t get all kittywumpus on him.

The panels are labeled for ease of assembly.

Now, for the most important part – did the client enjoy the final piece?  Hmmm… Let’s check with her and see what she thinks?

The happy client and the trained shop monkey

I dunno, that looks promising!

Now, just to get this broken down and off to the pack and ship store to make sure it gets there safely.

Whew, the bench is now clear and ready for 2013.

 

Link of the week

High Rock Woodworking

 

The city of Atlanta is famous for many things. The birthplace of Coca Cola. The site of the 1996 Summer Olympics. The home of one of the world’s busiest airports.

Chris Adkins working with a scraper

And, the home of High Rock Woodworking run by Chris Adkins. Chris is a gifted woodworker, able to build furniture, his own tools… the works. As with many woodworkers, has completed his new workbench – a Roubo, and it putting it to good use on a wide range of projects.

Chris also happens to be the founder of the Modern Woodworkers Association, and is one of my partners in crime on the MWA podcast.

Check out his site… I think you are going to be impressed.

 

Felice vigilia di Natale

Growing up in our modest two-story house in Bloomingdale, New Jersey, there were some places where we weren’t always welcome in the house. After all, my two brothers and I were pretty rambunctious kids, and the formal dining and living room weren’t places that my mom and dad wanted to replace furniture or broken china. These rooms were extra special places where my parents would entertain special guests on important holidays. Easter. Thanksgiving, Christmas Day.

Normally, those important guests and my parents would enjoy a few cocktails seated on the antique furniture, then retire to the dining room to enjoy the sumptuous food. The kids? We ate in the kitchen because, more than likely, we were going to end up with puddles of gravy or bits of food all over the floor.

Mom and Dad in front of the fancy Christmas tree in the formal dining room.
Mom and Dad in front of the fancy Christmas tree in the formal dining room.

But, there was this one day of the year when the rules were off. Christmas Eve. That day was so different from the other 364 days of the year. Typically, Christmas Eve would start off with my maternal grandparents coming to the house. They were going to spend the night there to enjoy the spectacle of three holiday-wired boys frantically unwrapping presents at 0-dark-thirty in the morning. But, that was hours off… the real fun was going to happen before then.

We would go to Christmas Eve mass at St. Mary’s church over in the neighboring town of Pompton Lakes. The church staff always decorated the altar beautifully, and we would fidget constantly, anxious to get home to the main event. Oh, we knew what was coming.. and we were looking forward to it like nobody’s business.

Me, my brother Mike, my mom and my brother John
Me, my brother Mike, my mom and my brother John – Christmas 1985

Once mass was over, we drove home where the magic truly began. We changed out of our fancy going-to-church duds and got into more comfortable clothes and assembled in the dining room. That’s when we began the traditional feast of the seven fishes.  From what I was told, the tradition comes from the Roman Catholic practice of observing a fast day before a major holiday. But, by fast, I don’t mean not eating… but abstaining from meat. Thus, the seafood-inspired menu.

My mom would start bringing out the food … and what food it was! Shrimp fra Diavolo. Clams casino. And, the star of the show – lobster tails. No, we weren’t a rich family, but on Christmas Eve, we celebrated. I can also remember my grandmother mixing up wine spritzers for me and my brothers – red wine and Sprite. We would eat like there was no tomorrow… And we enjoyed each other’s company gathered around that dining table in the room we weren’t normally allowed to be at. My grandfather would ask us where we thought Santa was. Dad would have to cut the meat out of mom’s lobster tail… she wasn’t one for cracking shells.

Lobster tails... Mmmm

After the delicious meal, dessert would be served. We would eat such creations as Baked Alaska (browned meringue on top of frozen ice cream? How was that possible?) while the parents and grandparents would drink coffee and remind us that – if Santa was going to come visit our house – we had to be off to bed. But, before we retired for the night, we each got to open one present from a relative.. maybe from our grandparents. We raced off to bed, anxious for the morning to come.

cooking Christmas Eve Dinner

It’s been more than three decades since those memories were made, but I still look back fondly on each of them. Christmas was great, but Christmas Eve still holds a special, magical place in my memory. When December 24 comes around, I forget that I’m in my 40’s, and the child inside me is allowed to join me in that special place around my dining table in my house. Tonight, we’ll have oysters on the half-shell. Steamed clams and mussels. Cod with crabmeat stuffing. Shrimp fra Diavolo. And, with my family gathered around the dinner table, the magic will be back.

May each of you capture the magic of the holiday season and let the child in yourself into that special place in your life.

 

Quick Poll

OK, everyone, as you can imagine, the activity level at the North Pole is through the roof. Elves are busy putting the finishing touches on gifts. Mission control is checking the sleigh out to ensure all systems are ‘go’. The vet is giving the reindeer the once over. And, the big guys is double checking his list to make sure everyone is on the proper list…

Santa's hard at work today...

So, today’s poll is very important… On which list do you find yourself?  Give it a good, long thought…

 

Link of the week

The Taylor Garage

OK, blame me for this one!  Back in 2009, I had posted a quick poll asking ““Who have been the three most influential woodworkers who got you started woodworking?” It was about then that the muse of inspiration fluttered down and kicked one Steve Taylor (a.k.a. Torch02) in the posterior, giving him enough impetus to launch a blog of his own.

Steve and his wife Michelle

Steve’s blog has really been a voyage of discovery for him. He’s done a tremendous amount of work in the craft, developing his skills by showing his dovetail a day. He is in the process of building his own Roubo bench. He is turning pens for the troops… this guy has his beak dipped in all the action.

The best part about Steve is his down-to-earth attitude, friendly demeanor and his encyclopedic knowledge of movie lines. Just try to stump him… you won’t be successful.

Oh, and since today is the official end of the world according to the Mayans, I thought it would only be appropriate to post this along with today’s link.

Hope you enjoy!

Species Spotlight: Goncalo Alves

When I was up in New York City, I experienced a great number of different ethnic cuisines. Greek. Indian. Italian. Chinese. The works.

The best one, though, had to have been the tacos that came to lunch one day. Ezekiel, better known as EZ, told me that these tacos were not to be missed. They were delicious, and there was this green sauce that EZ recommended that I put on top of the tasty treats.

Super yummy tacos

No, it wasn’t spelled or pronounced like today’s species spotlight, but in my exhaustion and excitement, I told one of our crew that the sauce you were to spoon on the tacos was called Goncalo Alves.

Never take food advice from this woodworker.

I guess it was fitting that I messed up like that – because I had seen Goncalo Alves in person in a few woodworking projects, and all I can say is that it becomes a real feast for the eyes. This handsome South American hardwood grows as far north as Mexico, but it found plentifully in places such as Columbia and Brazil. The tree grows 100 – 120 feet tall, with a diameter of three to five feet.

Goncalo_Alves

It’s a very  heavy reddish-brown wood with streaks of dark brown or black found irregularly throughout.  It has a janka score of 2,250 pounds, making it nearly as hard as mesquite. Despite being very dense and hard, it works surprisingly well, although some areas of interlocked or curving grain can pose tear out challenges.

What can you use it for? Well, it’s a great accent wood for larger projects, and is great for building smaller pieces.  It also turns beautifully and can be sanded and buffed to a sheen.

A beautiful Goncalo Alves bowl from Wood and Silver

That sheen, of course, comes from the oils naturally present in the wood. Which can lead to some unwanted downsides. First, if you are going to glue it, you have got to clean the surfaces with paint thinner or some other solvent, otherwise, it will not take glue too well. Those oils, which help give the wood a great deal of rot resistance, can also lead to sensitivities if you breathe in the dust. So, be sure to wear your dust mask and use effective dust collection when working with this wood.

A sweet Goncalo Alves five string bass

OK, so I do have to brush up on my Spanish and Mexican cuisine knowledge, but I can tell you that Goncalo Alves is going to make for some tasty looking  woodworking projects.

 

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