http://mattsbasementworkshop.com/spoken-wood-podcast-no17/ A guy, a woodworking shop and a whole lot to share. Straight grains and sharp blades! Tue, 07 Feb 2012 17:15:41 +0000 hourly 1 http://mattsbasementworkshop.com/spoken-wood-podcast-no17/comment-page-1/#comment-1480 Matt Wed, 03 Mar 2010 00:44:38 +0000 http://mattsbasementworkshop.com/?p=1565#comment-1480 I'll pass this onto Marc. I don't mind telling him, that now there's a couple of us who do like Olive Garden too LOL. I’ll pass this onto Marc. I don’t mind telling him, that now there’s a couple of us who do like Olive Garden too LOL.

]]> http://mattsbasementworkshop.com/spoken-wood-podcast-no17/comment-page-1/#comment-1479 Peter Smith Tue, 02 Mar 2010 18:33:40 +0000 http://mattsbasementworkshop.com/?p=1565#comment-1479 So I understand your point, but hate to say I love the Olive Garden. It may not be because of the food however. My wife and I were going trough kind of a rough patch and we wound up at the Olive Garden and there stuck away in the back corner we sat and talked as we ate. The wine flowed and soon we were laughing and planning and appreciating each other once again. And that is how I feel about woodworking. I've been away from woodworking for a long time and have recently rediscovered it. That rounded edge you described was much more of a concern for me that Olive Garden's food. My woodworking budget is extremely limited so I'll pick up a sheet of veneered plywood from a box store rather than glue up solid wood for a panel or purchase that coveted premium plywood. But that doesn't matter! It's how I feel when I'm passing that low grade plywood through my Dad's saw. The feeling I get when a vision in my head becomes a reality in my shop. There maybe a gap in one of my joints but it's still a joint and I'm having a ball making it. I'm sure I'll never approach the level of craftsmanship my father did but in a small way I'm carrying on his legacy of fine woodworking, well in my case not so fine woodworking. My uncle once told me a story regarding my father's woodworking. He was a teenager and his dog had just passed away. He had made a small box to bury him in. As my uncle described it it was near perfect, less one flaw, a tear stain in the finish my father couldn't get out. So my woodworking, much like the Olive Garden, is measured by my experience with it. Sometimes the value of a piece is enhanced by it's flaws because that means I've done more than just think about how much fun it would be to build something. It means that I did build something. So I understand your point, but hate to say I love the Olive Garden. It may not be because of the food however. My wife and I were going trough kind of a rough patch and we wound up at the Olive Garden and there stuck away in the back corner we sat and talked as we ate. The wine flowed and soon we were laughing and planning and appreciating each other once again. And that is how I feel about woodworking.
I’ve been away from woodworking for a long time and have recently rediscovered it. That rounded edge you described was much more of a concern for me that Olive Garden’s food. My woodworking budget is extremely limited so I’ll pick up a sheet of veneered plywood from a box store rather than glue up solid wood for a panel or purchase that coveted premium plywood. But that doesn’t matter! It’s how I feel when I’m passing that low grade plywood through my Dad’s saw. The feeling I get when a vision in my head becomes a reality in my shop. There maybe a gap in one of my joints but it’s still a joint and I’m having a ball making it.
I’m sure I’ll never approach the level of craftsmanship my father did but in a small way I’m carrying on his legacy of fine woodworking, well in my case not so fine woodworking. My uncle once told me a story regarding my father’s woodworking. He was a teenager and his dog had just passed away. He had made a small box to bury him in. As my uncle described it it was near perfect, less one flaw, a tear stain in the finish my father couldn’t get out.
So my woodworking, much like the Olive Garden, is measured by my experience with it. Sometimes the value of a piece is enhanced by it’s flaws because that means I’ve done more than just think about how much fun it would be to build something. It means that I did build something.

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