Making wig stands for the cancer center can get pretty boring, pretty quick. There’s not a whole lot of variation in the actual turning, so if you’re going to do anything other than “brown and round”, you have to have all that figured out before you start. That takes imagination, and imagination is a fickle bitch!
After making the padded wig stand, I decided I wanted to do something that added some kind of color and fiber to the project. My initial attempt was a thin, light pink ribbon, that I thought would be subtle. As I started to add the ribbon, though, I realized it was actually elastic and cause a whole host of problems. It stretched when it wanted to, so the wrappings were very uneven. It also didn’t like the spray on adhesive I was using to keep it in place, so every so often there’d be this gummy, booger like lump that would show up between the wrappings. I tore it all off, sanded off the blue, and went back to Hobby Lobby to look for options. I found pink para-cord that looked like it would be sturdy enough to work with and would hopefully complete the look I was going for. It wasn’t until AFTER I had the project done that I realized the florescent pink color took all the “subtlety” out of the project. If there’s a cancer patient out there who’s absolutely bonkers for the color pink, this one would be their first pick…
I was going through the stash of wood that I have, looking at what was roughed out and ready to turn, what was still waiting to be roughed, and how much checking the half logs had that were stacked in the garage. At the bottom of the pile, I found a walnut bowl that I had started to rough turn, but found a flaw in the wood. A tree branch had apparently started to grow, but must have been cut or broken off and the tree grew around it. From the outside of the bowl, it looked like it would be barely noticeable. From the inside, however, there was this half rotten spot that would need to be “fixed”. Apparently, I had decided it wasn’t worth the effort and threw it in a box to dry.
Earlier me would have thrown it in the burn pile. Lacking both imagination and skill, a flawed piece of wood would be a “give up and find something else to do” kind of moment. Current me said, “there is no better wood to turn that a piece of walnut”, followed quickly by “I can fix this”. There were two options. I could mix up some kind of colored epoxy and turn the divot in the wood into a feature, or take a more traditional approach to fill the hole. Since the spot wasn’t that big, adding one tiny blot of color didn’t seem to make much sense, so I opted for the traditional approach of mixing walnut dust with CA glue and sanding until the surface was smooth and the repair couldn’t be felt. This is the result.
While I was looking for office supplies to use/abuse for the bowl for my secretary, I happened to see an end cap display for some holiday decorations. There, just above the plastic cornucopia, was a bag of tightly crinkled paper in fall colors. I stared at it for awhile, trying to figure out what the intended purpose was for a whole bag of wadded up, yet colorful, paper strips. There has to be a market for this stuff, since someone obviously took the time to make a special “cut and crinkle machine” to mass produce it. But, why? Is there some kind of fall celebration, like a mid year Easter, that would require stuff like this to make filler for a basket? Do pet hamsters get some kind of seasonal depression that can be cured by adding crinkled paper in festive fall colors to their bedding? Maybe (since the default interior design move seems to be to stuff a hurricane glass with something made in holiday colors, then stuff a candle in the middle) this was made for a specific niche audience.
I just wondered what it would look like, soaked in resin.
The “look”, totally changes! The bright, festive, holiday colors get dark and not so festive. It doesn’t exactly look like it would fit in with a Martha Stewart inspired celebration around a perfectly carved turkey, candied yams, cranberry chutney, a complimentary wine, and happy conversation with extended family. It looks more like a gloomy, somewhat depressed version of thanksgiving, where everyone’s eating canned turkey, boxed potatoes, stolen apples from the neighbor’s tree, a whole case is Falstaff, and trying hard no to slip up and mention what happened to Uncle Joe’s parole officer.
Maybe I’ll just put a candle inside of it and stuff it inside a hurricane glass…
After the last failure with using resin, I decided to go back to basics a bit and do something simpler. Something that wouldn’t take as long, would be as complicated, and would help build experience mixing and pouring resin. The result were these two small bowls.
My secretary has been dropping not-so-subtle hints for the last three years or so that I haven’t made her anything. When I brought in the pencil holder, made of colored pencils, she really seemed to like it, so I figure I’d make something similar for her desk, but didn’t know what. My first thought was to find some non-metal paperclips and make her a little bowl to hold paper clips. What I found is that no one makes standard shaped paperclips out of anything BUT metal, so that idea was out. I saw a bag of colored rubber bands and thought that might work. What a mistake! Remember the old commercials about the Gillette double edged razors? The one with the graphic about how the first blade stretches the whisker out so the second one can cut it off, shorter? Well rubber bands encased in resin act much the same way. Or, they squish around the tool and don’t cut at all. Most annoying, were the ones that only cut a little bit, and then flapped around slapping everything as the lathe was spinning. The final product turned out ok, although I can’t say this is the best thing I’ve ever made.
Last fall, a neighbor cut down a tree. It was a dead ornamental pear tree that I’d guess was about 15 years old or so. Some kind of bug swarmed onto it in the spring and literally ate anything green. Without any way to harvest sunlight, it was dead very quickly. It might have come back in the spring, but they decided it was an eyesore and took it down. My kids saw it, and put out the “hey dad, there’s free wood on the curb” alert. Most of the trunk of the tree wasn’t really big enough to use, but they had pulled the majority of the stump out of the ground and left it there.
Looking at the stump, I thought it would turn into something cool, but didn’t know what. I left it in the garage to dry while I thought about what I could make out of it. Time passed and it got shuffled into a corner, covered by other chunks of “curb wood” and forgotten. This summer, as I was cleaning things up, I found it again. It hadn’t cracked, but it was upside down from how I had initially left it. That’s when it hit me that I could turn a bowl out of the part where the roots were coming out, fill the gaps with colored resin, and make something different, translucent, and big enough to test out the limits of my new lathe. So in August, I started roughing it out.
After it was fairly round, I could see the parts that would need to filled with resin. Here’s the part where once again I was reminded that I really should have paid better attention in school. I vaguely remember Mr. Oyer droning on about this mystical thing called “gravity”. Something about how everything falls down, water seeks it’s own level, and an apple will smack you in the head if you fall asleep outside. Turns out, he was right. Pouring a liquid resin on a circular surface gets real messy, reall quick. I started making little check dams, using duct tape and painter’s tape to build a floor for the resin to sit on and walls for the resin to stay between. Great idea, right? Not exactly… Turns out resin will leak through any small crack in the wall and puddle wherever it lands. Also, because of the circular form, the only place you can pour resin is on the top surface of the bowl, or the inside bottom of the bowl.
The next month was spent building a little dam, pouring some resin, then waiting for it to cure. Repeat, repeat, repeat… When I thought I had it “done”, I put it back on the lathe and started to refine the shape. Three things became immediately obvious. First, the amount of cleanup that would be required for all the times the resin escaped my makeshift dam would be significant. It takes hours to scrape cured epoxy off the floor, the workbench, tools that were setting on the workbench, the lathe, and a towel that ended up just being thrown away. Second, My check dam method worked (kinda) but all too often pieces of the dam got trapped in the epoxy, so as I started to turn, there were little bits of blue and black tape stuck in the resin like that mosquito in Jurassic Park. The bowl got thinner and thinner as I worked to get those pieces turned away. Lastly, when you use tape to build a dam, it makes straight lines. When the bowl was put on the lathe, it left flat spots on the sides of the bowl, so I had to repeat the dam building/epoxy pouring steps all over again until the resin was built up past the arc.
As I was finishing the bowl, I noticed something very odd. The epoxy was supposed to be like a hard, clear, plastic, but what I ended up with was a softer, almost gummy resin that would expand under the centrifugal force of the lathe. Think of finding a gummy bear the kids dropped down the back of the couch a couple of Easters ago and you’ll get the picture. The flexibility of the resin made it impossible to sand, since any grit of sand paper would dig into the resin as it flopped around. It also made it impossible to turn into a circle, since the resin would bow out as it spun. As soon as I realized what was happening, I declared this failure as good as it was likely to get and admitted defeat. $60 worth of resin and a month or so later and I ended with a bowl that looks fantastic from a distance (especially when there is light that comes through it) but is a floppy mess. This is why it is called the red resin failure.