There really isn’t any part of the forging process that is more important than any other; you don’t end up with a finished sword without executing the other steps correctly, too.
There really isn’t any part of the forging process that is more important than any other; you don’t end up with a finished sword without executing the other steps correctly, too.
As I headed in to the workshop this morning, the big white bird was on station. I tried to get a picture and it flew away, complaining. We have established a routine.
One of the pleasant surprises is that forging is not anywhere near as kinetic as I expected it to be. There’s a lot of “wait for the metal to heat” then “find the right spot” and hit it a few times, followed by “figure out where to hit it next” and back into the heat. So you’re not emulating a trip-hammer and just wailing away at the metal, which means it’s not tearing up the wrists or elbows. Mostly you lift the hammer and let gravity do its thing.
My day began with a bit of panic. Where are my car keys?
They also may not. Either way, if I do manage to post, I almost certainly will be avoiding any topics except those related to what I’ll be doing (unless something really captivating occurs, like Trump gets arrested, or Benghazi!) I’m going to be heading out to Bend, Oregon (vicinity) on the 1st, working on a childhood dream.
This isn’t a piece of translated Voltaire; it’s something I found on Ebay. Occasionally things signed by Voltaire show up, but they are usually extremely expensive ($100,000+) or the have a brief ‘V’ signature.
I don’t really care for holidays, except as an excuse to dress up funny and be weird. In other words, every day can be a holiday.
I’m not a bibliophile. Bibliophiles are obsessed with books; they live and breathe books.
I was expecting Andy Borowitz or someone to be all over it, but the media is full of derisive howling at Dotard Donald and his petty White House invitation Gaffe. The really mythological part of his comments was when he started talking about solar power and the wall.
The other day I posted a photo I found when looking for images about the many bombings that took place in the US in 1968.