It was circa 1870 when a European elm tree was intentionally planted in a quiet southwestern corner of Prospect Park in Brooklyn. It was late 2015 when the tree was declared dead and cut down.
This tree is one of the few things in NYC that had remained unchanged for that century and a half. Think about it. When planted, dirt roads, horses and farmland surrounded it. By the end of its life, it neighbored a gas station taking credit card transactions and nearly every person walking around it had a smart phone in their pocket
What a gorgeous piece of work. Congrats to Joshua Klein on putting this together!
I cannot wait to dig into this beast.
The vast majority of the bandsawn boxes that I’ve seen are ugly. Very ugly. The reason why they are ugly is simple. The folks who make them focus on the fact that they’re making a box with a bandsaw, so they throw in all kinds of wacky curves, goofy shapes, and drawers within drawers. The box is meant to display the fact that it was made with a bandsaw. Who cares how something was made other than the person who made it?
The old one was getting pretty ratty. This is some leftover mahagony I had from a side table build. It has a nasty twist in it, which made it unsuitable for anything long term. I’m curious to see how flat it stays like this.
Seven coats of shellac on the top of the top. After that cures, creepy janitor wax.
First hand carved spoon. Damn ugly, but it works. From a crooked piece of cherry firewood.
Oh frabulous joy. What a saw.