Women's Woodworking Club

Here are some of the women from the club working on a bookcase that will be donated to a local women's shelter. Our club was founded last October and we've had demos and workshops on pen turning, handcut dovetails, sharpening, carving, and handplanes, just to name a few. There are about 12 women in the club; a small, but enthusiastic group!

Miniature Handplanes

I love miniature handplanes and picked up an old user-made one at the dealers' show at the Brown International Tool Auction earlier this year.

The antique is in the background and my reproduction is in the foreground, made from Osage Orange. The main difference in shape between my plane and the antique is the sole. The original has a curved sole while mine is flat, since I normally build projects with flat surfaces. I also made a longer wedge so that the curve at the top edge of the wedge connects with and follows the curve along the back of the plane. The other thing I changed was the thumb hold at the front of the plane. This I beefed up since I noticed a tell tale glue line on the original that indicated it had broken off at some point. The length is 4". A tiny plane, but it still took me 14 hours to make, but that's including grinding, heat treating, and sharpening the blade.


After 5 months, the Osage Orange has taken on a beautiful amber color. I expect it will continue to get darker and richer until it becomes a very dark brown.

Bob

So, today I bought some walnut from Bob Hollister



Bob, a self-proclaimed "busy old guy", owns a lumber yard south of me where I purchased enough lumber to finish the back of a floor-to-ceiling bookcase I'm working on. Bob sells walnut, cherry, white & red oak, poplar, sassafras, and maple, all for $1-$4 a board foot. It was well worth the 45 minute drive.

While Bob's nephew helped load my walnut and tie it off with rope, Bob was busy moving tons of gravel with his front end loader. As nephew tried unsuccessfully to cut through the rope with his apparently dull pocket knife, Bob took the time to drive his heavy machinery over to us and offer "You wanna borrow a knife with a BLADE in it?"

One thing's for sure: Busy old guys crack me up.

Hand Tool Cabinet

This cabinet has been a many year project and still is incomplete. Woods used are cherry, wormy chestnut, walnut, and bloodwood. The carcase is joined with handcut dovetails, as are the doors. The chisel racks rest on little shelves and are held in position with cherry turnbuttons. The chisel racks are removable and can sit on a workbench with "feet" to hold them upright and stable. I plan to build other tool holders for placement inside the doors and in the back of the carcase. The cabinet is attached to the wall with a French Cleat. Here's hoping it's a strong support!

Workshop Exterior

My beloved workshop, added in 2004.
630 sq. ft., 10 ft. ceilings.

Teaching woodworking to men & women

I've had the privilege the past couple of years to teach various woodworking classes at our local Woodcraft Store. Until recently, all my classes were restricted to women only, however I opened the class on handcarved lettering to both men and women. As it turned out, only men signed up....and what a difference in their demeanor compared to the women.

Permit me to describe a women-only class. First, they're smiley. Second, they immediately strike up conversation with one another before we get started on the class. Once the class is underway, they are polite and crack jokes, mostly self-deprecating, and sometimes go off on tangents unrelated to woodworking. Other times, they are quick to share a woodworking experience of their own. One thing's for sure, there is much jocularity and hilarity. After one class, the guys working in the store commented to me that they could hear us laughing through the closed shop doors. They mistakenly thought it was due to humorous stories I was sharing rather than the women carrying on themselves. I chose not to correct them.

Now for the men. Night and day. Certainly polite, in fact, very polite, but not a peep of interaction between them. They were set on learning a new skill and focused all their attention on that one task. It was so quiet, the Woodcraft guys kept poking their heads in to make sure we weren't sleeping. It was peaceful, mindful, Zenful (is that a word?), and I came home for the first time from teaching a class not completely worn out.

My next class is Power Tools for Women. I hope I'm high-energy that day!

*Disclaimer: I write all this in kindness. It's great to teach both men and women, especially for their differences!

Welcome

Never thought I'd have a blog but here 'tis.

I'm a female woodworker and have been building furniture, hand planes, and various other things since 1992, when I moved into my house and found a workbench in the basement. Not being able to afford anything, including furniture, I decided to try to build a few things. Wasn't long before I was hooked. Imagine being able to build something that looks nice and is also useful. It appealed to the practical Virgo in me.

I started out using power tools and relied on Norm Abram to teach me how to use them. Years later, and with only a slight incline in my learning curve, I finally enrolled in some fine woodworking classes. Hallelujah! Learning from master woodworkers was the catalyst I needed to improve my skills. From David Finck I learned how to make bench planes and handcut dovetails. From Tod Herrli I learned how to make molding planes, including shaping and tempering the blade. From Bess Naylor and Gene Landon I learned how to use molding planes and make crown & dentil molding by hand. And from Steve Latta I learned how to make string inlay for a specific line and berry technique found only in 18th & 19th c. Chester County, PA spice boxes.

And from all of my wonderful mentors, I learned to love hand tools. They are a joy to use. Meditative & peaceful and when using antique tools, a connection to our past. I have a number of antique hand planes and often think of the men who used them and wonder what they might have built. Did they use them for a woodworking business, for a hobby, like me, or for utilitarian purposes—building and repairing things at their house or farm? There is nothing like the contentment one feels when using a well-tuned antique plane, its edges softened by handling and its patina a result of years of service and age. The rythmic whoosh whoosh of a scary-sharp blade zipping through wood and the wispy shavings that trail out of the plane's mouth never fail to lift my spirits.

Thanks for reading.