Showing posts with label my history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my history. Show all posts

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Get Woodworking Week Is Here. Get To It!!

Tom Iovino, a prolific blogger for Tom's Workbench came up with
The idea is for those of us that are doing woodworking to encourage newcomers to dig in and and give it a shot. 

Woodworking for me is about designing.  It's a creative outlet.  I started helping out a friend who was a general contractor years ago.  All that time with power tools made me comfortable with them.  Taking my time with cutting, and lots of it, greatly improved my hand to eye coordination.  

Almost 15 years ago, my wife Sylvia and I bought a very modest 1910 Craftsman Four Square house.  The house had all the original trim and it was in great condition, except for nearly a century of paint on the woodwork.  It was all very basic and unadorned.  

I had the idea of woodworking in my head prior to this, but bringing that house back to it's original beauty was what really fueled the fire and placed the desire squarely in my heart.  I bought a contractor tablesaw, a planer and a drum sander during that time, as well as assorted other small power tools.  

Although we loved the house and all it's character, it was downtown and not the greatest area.  I had bought five acres of land several years into that remodel and by about year number eight, we decided to finish up the last of it and move to the country.  The deal was that Sylvia would get a pool, I would get my dream woodworking shop and the dogs would have lots of room to run.  

Five years into building the shop and I still had not built anything of my design and not much of anything beyond regular trim work.  I had been pouring over all the woodworking magazines: American Woodworker and WOOD for years; Fine Woodworking and Woodwork magazine came in as I gained the basic knowledge the former magazines target toward the "beginner" woodworker.  I had watched David Marks on DIY Woodworks, discovered a young man named Marc Spagnuolo who was creating online content that was geared toward the woodworking community, and started seeing more and more online activity to follow.  

I was well on my way to being one of those guys whose real hobby is the shop, not building furniture.  I was comfortable.  Yes, I had big dreams to design and build, but I was building a shop, dammit, and it needed to be perfect before I started down that road.  The problem was, nothing is ever perfect and if you're going to do anything, at some point you have to actually start doing it! 

Queue a request from a life long friend, who had just found, after trying for quite some time that they had finally got pregnant and in my enthusiastic joy for them, the words coming from my mouth, "I'd love to build you something for the baby."   Oh my god!!  What was I thinking!?  The shop isn't done!  I'm not ready for this!  Take it back!  Quick, take it BACK!  After the initial shock of what I'd committed to subsided, I thought about it and, hey! I've read about it.  I've studied it for years.  I CAN DO THIS!!  That statement is key!  YOU can do this!!  It's not rocket science.  It's a series of steps toward an end product.  

The result of me finally doing, instead of planning to do has been a turning point in my life. I'm in the shop as much as humanly possible.  I've not only dreamed of a life of design and woodworking, I'm doing it and although there are times I still freak out over one process or another, I think it through and approach it with confidence.  Everyone can do what I'm doing, you just have to believe in yourself and GET WOODWORKING!!  

Enjoy your one shot at this life and make it everything you dream!!

Vic

Sunday, July 13, 2008

A Bit of History

The following is put forth to give a little insight to who I am and what sparked my desire to build a shop and try to take on woodworking. I love to make something out of nothing. I have no idea whether I'll be any good. I only know I really want to be. Sylvia and I bought the following house when we first started"shacking up". It took us over eight years to complete. Along the way, we bought five acres in the country. One night Sylvia had a dream, basically telling her we needed to move. Since her Mom's side of the family have all been somewhat precognitive, we pulled the old house together, sold it, and have been developing our place in the country ever since. So, after more than 13 years, my shop is almost complete and I get to start living my dream.The following is from an email I wrote to Kari (The Village Carpenter) because Sylvia and I had seen a picture of Nancy's garden and were blown away at how much it looked like Sylvia's original garden.

If you don't already know who Kari is, you owe it to yourself to check her out. Not only is she a woman in a typically male field,she's damn good and has lovely nails.

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OK! First, Notice the lovely wall colors! There were also nasty acoustic tiles on the ceiling. We are in the dining room looking into the living room. That "thing" in the corner was the only downstairs heat. There was also a "window banger" in the living room for A/C. We later installed a central HVAC, which if you'd like a bizarre story, I'd be willing to share.

This, quite a few years later is the front of the house (after the backyard fence and automatic sprinklers were installed).
Ooh! Here we have the mudroom. Later you'll see the outside of this addition. Notice they actually built on to the back of the house...It actually is a converted porch, sloped and everything.
Early people of this land had a thing for doors! This is the "during" shot of the kitchen. There are actually four...FOUR! doors in the kitchen. The left door was taken out (it goes to the foyer) and the right door leads to the "root cellar", which was originally where the coal was deposited.

Here is the before of the kitchen. Again, notice the acoustic tile..and what a beautiful floor! And ew, it was nasty, gross, dirty!
The west side of the house shortly after we'd bought it. Notice the window by the tree in the shed addition. Yes, that's plywood. They boarded it up and put a shower stall over it.

That's right get mad at the wall..not at me! I had said..."oh, a little paint and it'll be sweet!" We first tried to preserve the plaster walls and redo the woodwork in place...

OK..really out of order..pay no attention to this yet..(Sylvia filling in two of the raised beds I built her) The other garden you'll see came first.



Well..what do ya know! There it is! Look familiar??????

The living room after the remodel. We put a nicer acoustic tile on the ceiling (all the seams were caulked and it ended up looking like a really nice tin stamped design.)I did most of the ceiling and crown molding while Sylvia was home in Germany. She thought the big crown molding would be to gaudy. She changed her mind when she saw it in place.

The dining room..a basic mirror image of the living room. I miss the wood trim and the nine inch mop boards.

This bathroom was GGGGRRRROSS!!! The old couple that lived here (son of the builder and his wife) hadn't been upstairs in about five years. Evidently before he'd moved downstairs, he'd lost his ability to aim...

Again, out of order. The kitchen after. You are looking directly at where the door to the foyer used to be. The floors were not salvagable (spell check says that's not a "real" word") Well...screw spell check. Notice the soffit is directly in line with the edge of the cabinets. Things go like this in our house..Sylvia: "I want the box on top to line up with the bottom." Vic: "But, that's not hows it's done." Sylvia: "Well, can you do it?"Vic (begrudgingly):"I don't know, I'll try." (See that's the reason she keeps me around, I have no idea that I really can't do stuff!!)
Ta Da..go back to the nasty picture of the bathroom. .....Much better...no more nasty urine smell either....BONUS!
Well Kari and Nancy, I hope you've enjoyed this trip down memory lane with me. Designs by Vic and Sylvia...mostly Sylvia...it's really her house...even in the new one.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Serving Bisket



Time slips by way too fast. It wasn't that long ago our oldest dog, Bisket, was a pup that bugged, my now deceased, Cocobear non-stop. On Coco's last trip to the beach, I took this photo of my "Girls on the Beach". Coco was almost 16 years old (a long life for a big dog). Well now, Coco's been runnin' in the wheat fields on the other side for about seven years and Bisket has taken her place as the grand dame of the house. I don't think Bisket is gonna make it as long as my Bear. She has a hard time going out for walks, now. Most recently, she started having trouble eating with her bowl on the ground. We even had to switch over to mixing her dry food with Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul. That right, it's as expensive as the name makes it sound, but she's been a good girl and deserves to enjoy everything her life has left.
Which brings me to my first project. Eve
n though the shop is far from ready, Bisket needs something decent to eat off of. I mean,C'MON! This is pathetic!!!
So, ready or not, time to draw up something for the old girl, so she doesn't have to eat off a box of flourescent light bulbs!