Sometimes motivation breeds action, but just as often action breeds motivation.
Yesterday (Sunday), I spent the evening with my dad Jake; cutting and sanding some boards that should become our next batch presentation boards for our soon-to-drop online store. They’ll become slab furniture and presentation boards. A piece that should last at least four generations if treated well (more on four generations later soon, I promise…)
Afterward, I performed some minor repairs on some leather items in the house and worked on a design for a sheath for one of my knives.
I should probably be exhausted, but for some reason, my stupid mind brimmed with ideas of what I can do next week and the week after! This is especially true given that I’ll be flying to the Tucson Gem Show this weekend and won’t have all of my tools with me. I could barely sleep.
Today, I spent the day working on the final phase of an ash entertainment center for work. Assisting the designers in the basic skill-related aspects of it and keeping an eye out for questions I have about design.
Afterward, I went home and practiced using a plunge router for the first time to cut a Mortise into some scrap I brought home from work.
Finished up the day playing with West System Epoxy and Waterlox Poly Finish on some walnut. Things are moving and that movement is helps to build inertia. What kinds of things do you do to build inertia?
The best tools I’ve had are made of wood and steel, my favorite goods have been made of leather. More so when the items in question have been made by hands that designed them with a purpose, custom-suited to its task or with someone specific in mind.
There is an honesty and a value to shaping materials you love with your hands, your heart and your mind. There is a manic joy that comes from taking unrefined or raw materials and shaping them into something that can last for generations.
A joy of taking care of your tools, making sure they don’t become pitted, rusted or dull and knowing
that in return… they will take care of you and be great partners.
A joy in the frustration that comes from failing at something, when the short-term failure isn’t as bad as the idea of NOT learning that thing we want to know how to make.
There is a magic in learning to exercise your will in such a way that you are able to shape your world, or at least come small objects in it, in a such a way that when you finish your work you look upon what you have wrought and you can say that it is good.
If you’ve never experienced the joy of making something that then exists in the real three-dimensional world, an artifact to explain to future archaeologists who and what you were, I would love to encourage you to do so.
Maybe if you do, you’ll end up with an excitement that looks just a *little* bit frightening behind your dust mask and safety goggles.
If getting your hands cracked and dirty, and your lungs full of sawdust (despite proper precautions) isn’t for you, I sincerely hope you enjoy the crafts and objects I share with you on the blog.