Grinding and grinding and more grinding… As my buddy Mike says “blacksmiths turn the universe to dust, one piece at a time.” That’s neglecting hand sanding.
Grinding and grinding and more grinding… As my buddy Mike says “blacksmiths turn the universe to dust, one piece at a time.” That’s neglecting hand sanding.
A voice from my past contacted me, and apparently they had been looking at some of my online postings, in which I mentioned that the skinny dagger I made for R.B.’s dad was a “letter opener” – she asked for a “husband opener.” Well, who could say “no” to that?!
There are traditional ways of making a blade, which have been figured out at great expense over 1000+ years.
I made the “uptown shiv” and it turned out, as I had feared, it was a bit too ostentatious.
My high school science teacher asked me if I could make a hiking staff for one of my other high school science teachers who is retiring in September. How could anyone say “no” to that?
What I realized is that I was making those chisels for a beginner, who was going to be working at a makerspace, and, unlike mine, the chisels were not going to sit permanently on a rack near the lathe. They were going to wind up being transported in a car, carried around, etc. Godzilla chisels might be a tad ostentatious. Also, the skew chisel might be mistaken for a harpoon, or a murder weapon, and police involved. We need a chisel carrier!
Sometimes, I just have too many nearly-completed projects and experiments.
I decided to reinforce the throat of the handle with epoxy and carbon fiber tape. Instead of doing like before, and embedding the tang in carbon fiber and epoxy, I just used epoxy.
We start with pain.
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