Yet another wall shelf project. This time it is for my oldest sister, Unni. I got a text message with an image and “show this to your wife, she’ll love it!”. Subtle… But hey, it’s woodworking! And I do have some oak at the ready.
Woodworkers have one advantage over common folk – we get the full experience from a piece of furniture. From the smell of oak to the feel of a finished product – a journey for the senses indeed!
Pictures of grandkids ornate most homes of grandparents. Hanging those pictures though – that can be a bit of a beast. Simple picture frame shelves is a good solution – unless you like the pasta strainer look for your walls…
Or to be correct: two boxes with dovetails made from wood resurrected from the fire wood pile. It was going to be a shelf, but the gremlins woke…
While my hand plane gently weeps… Well, perhaps not. But music in the shop is a good thing, though the phone battery drains and needs charging.
Unless one want to embrace the inner yoga instructor, the garden bench needs legs. Time to rummage in the wood pile!
We’ll give a garden bench to my inlaws as a Christmas present, but the idea came too late for any bench to be built in time. A card is boring, so I made a box…
Every woodworker worth his shavings should rip a tree out of the woods, cut it to planks and make stuff out of it!
We needed a few shelves for our home, and I made the mistake to open up Pinterest…