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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything

How To Make A Comb-Back Windsor Chair

If you make things, you are my brother.

Chicone Cabinetmakers.

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  1. I call shenanigans: there's no way the back of that chair could withstand even a gentle lean-back. Beautiful sculpture, but I prefer chairs that can be sat upon and furniture that's fit for use. Livingrooms, not museums:
    This guy is my across-the-street neighbor. We laughed about your tiger maple dilemma. We probably have the same problem with oak. I used to work with a guy who grew up in Hawaii and he said they used to burn koa at their beach parties.

  2. "If you make things, you are my brother."

    This guys far too good, and his shops far too organized for him to be any relative of mine.

  3. Found this today, and thought to pass it on:

    “When trees mature, it is fair and moral that they are cut for man’s use, as they would soon decay and return to the earth. Trees have a yearning to live again, perhaps to provide the beauty, strength and utility to serve man, even to become an object of great artistic worth.”
    – George Nakashima, The Soul of a Tree: A Wood-worker’s Reflections

  4. Anonymous – learn before you comment about such things. Riven oak or ash is very strong, even in a small cross section piece such as a spindle. I take it you are not familiar with the antique originals nor have you worked with wood much.

  5. Man could build a hell of a fire with those shavings. Or start one. Mighty fine shavings, those. Arrrrrr-tistic!

  6. Slightly off topic, perhaps, but I thought you might appreciate this, Sipp:

    A 5,000 year-old bog oak, 44 ft. long, has been dug up and will be made into a table. A 15 meter kiln has been built just to dry it.

    I hope whoever is in charge of the final project is truly one of your brothers, because it sounds too lovely to be wasted as the handiwork of fools…

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