The Best of 'Wood Art" #12: "Found a Power Tool"

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Found a Power Tool

....eeeh, eeeh, eeeh, eeeh, eeeh….was the sounding of rasping, vibrating, sonic, electronic, springboard, greeting that pulled me up from my earlier place of peace-full slumbering dream-scape, into the now of later remembering, that this is my inhabited world of 2008. So once again I hit the snooze button and told myself that just a few more minutes would not matter all that much as I felt the coldness of the early morning air, shifting around within the closure of this my likened bedroom space.

—-”better to dwell within the reality of your dreams, then to allow one’s dreams to be-come the thing of shattered, and shared airspace by the many who will never understand and therefore can only promise the torment of living out their days….waiting to retire, with hopes that when time has called their name, some-one will be around to remember their name….”, that dream of ole Hank, must have really loaded my memory up, for the download to still be swimming around my head I thought, as I lay transposed at breaking dawn, soaking in the re-counting of yesterdays entry….


....climbing up out of the saw pit, the worker of wood looked around and was under-stand-ably fathomed by the appearance of what he saw from up here on top. ”Just like climbing out of a box”; he was heard to exhale as he shook the wide brimmed hat free from all the particles of saw chips that gravity had brought his way. Stomping off in the direction of the sap house and muttering to himself, I could not quite understand what the words were that he was making. Turning to the pit boss I asked if he had an explanation for what was being said….”not sure myself, but seems as if I caught a few words there, something about where were the power tools.”

I all-ways said ole Hank was half mad, who-ever heard of power tools….seems as if he’s been in the pit too long, I thought to myself as I got ready to go home for the day.


And so there you have it, and yes, I would//will dream again, just as in my past, imagination be-comes the again of my future. This world that I live within, is a place of sharing only two ways of seeing with the oneness of my being, having no-use for grey matter or gradual shading, I see either with black and white, love and hate, time or no-time. I am a relic of mine own landscape, where I have also learned to use from both sides of the veil, just to live//survive in this place of time. I remember a place before time, when the kings of breaking dawn, ruled from the landscape of reality, having sat before the round table discussions of what comes next, where often what is seen, is as having all-ready been.

Hand tools, hand working of the wood….the joy of no-power corded tools is soon lost as I swing my feet over the edge of the bed and stand up to make my way downstairs, to feed the wood stoves some breakfast of wood. Ole Hank was one born too early in time and yet he taught me how to live as one born into this world too late. Shutting the door on the last of the stoves I soon caught my re-flection in the window of glass that hung there in front of me….likeness of image they had told me often enough….but to tell the truth, I have never seen my face except for in that image of glass. So who am I in this place of my living out an existence, where all that calls my name says worker of wood…..

....and time clicked on, never stopping to ask if I minded or not. And so soon in the early hours of latter morning, I found my-self out in the barn, working on a piece of hearty oaken white wood. Having placed my hand tools in a place of rest, I found the cords that link my tools, to their source of life….hmmm. Have you ever thought about that, corded power tools only have a source of life, by feeding on the energy of an outside force….no-energy—-no-power tool. While hand tools have a life of their own, that gives vision to the hands of those who choose to use their wisdom.

....get back on track Frank….okay, okay….I was plugging in a cord for my bandsaw. Time to get at it here and mark some time, by doing some re-sawing on the bandsaw. I would say that the bandsaw is my favorite way of cutting wood, since it’s very much easier on lesser waste, then the table saw….less waste due to smaller kerf. I also believe that the bandsaw is much safer, although one must still not take safety for granted, as even the bandsaw can produce kickback, binding and blade breakage. A well tuned bandsaw will produce excellent results in the wood and if one pays attention to the setting of proper blade guide spacing, blade tensioning, blade sharpness and blade tracking….one will not have to play as much, with all those other ways of adjusting blade drift.

So lets get on with some pictures here and see what’s happening to that piece of two by four white oak board….

....cut some of the wood meat out and as to dimensions of length, well…..

....after the cut, length wise in half, I was pleased to see some great character in the book match….

....and…. after cutting one other piece also and then passing the four boards through the planner, I proceeded to carry them upstairs to the second floor where I will do my glue ups…..

....glue ups soon learn that they will be sharing space up here, with other pieces of wood waiting their time of coming out as ‘wood art’....

....different view, same wood….

....and so I have a question, often when I go fishing at the ocean, I will take along my whale hooks….true or false?....and can any-one tell me the story names of these? And yes, I know the truth….

Thank you.

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” smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood….”

-- --frank, NH,

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#1 posted 01-14-2008 03:27 PM

Great story Frank. Thanks for the views.

-- I've been blessed with a father who liked to tinker in wood, and a wife who lets me tinker in wood. Appomattox Virginia [email protected]

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#2 posted 01-14-2008 04:26 PM

Thanks Frank! That first picture of the bookmatch, the grain pattern takes on the likeness of an elephant coming straight at you at close range. As for the hooks well I have no idea but I’ll place my guess as old ice block hooks, maybe?? Good day.

-- Rob (A) Waxahachie,TX

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#3 posted 01-14-2008 04:31 PM

Always love a peek into your world Frank.

-- Todd A. Clippinger, Montana,

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#4 posted 01-14-2008 05:02 PM

Thanks. Nice grain pattern.

-- Jiri

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#5 posted 01-14-2008 05:23 PM

You have a way with words! Nice grain.

-- Gary - Never pass up the opportunity to make a mistake look like you planned it that way - Tyler, TX

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#6 posted 01-14-2008 05:35 PM

beautiful grain!

-- ~ Debbie, Canada (, Young Living Wellness )

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#7 posted 01-14-2008 05:54 PM

Don’t know the story names but I can picture you snagging logs or lumber in the salt water with those giant hooks. Plenty of food for thought.

-- Ron, Twain Harte, Ca. Portable on site Sawmill Service

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#8 posted 01-15-2008 12:58 PM

Hello all;
—-and thanks for your many comments and insights!

Now as to the tools in that last photo….
—-hi Rob; you’ve got me dragging in the lakes up here, looking to hook an ice block….good answer, with some thought put into it as one who has lived in NH and knows our history in the winter….but still not the correct answer….

—-hi Ron; ....I see you have also taken some time, to think up an answer with ‘plenty of food for thought’. Snagging logs and lumber….giant hooks, another great answer and yes, I like the idea you have put forth of me here….but still not the correct answer….

If I might say so, I have throughly enjoyed both of your answers, (thank you Rob and Ron) and even now you have kicked my mind in gear with a story of suspense and mystery in the early logging camps of NH, back in the days when men were men and the lakes were full of ice in the winter time for skidding logs off to the sawmills….along with the days of spring, when icey water turned to frothy white caps and log walkers rode there lumber logging broncs down the banks of the Androscoggin River. Ah….yes, the tales that could be told of the men who lost their footings amidst the controversies of spending long winters in close company and how harmony could turn to dis-harmony before the winter let out. Look for this one in your local bookstore by spring and be sure and pick up an autographed copy from….

Now the true story....”and so I have a question, often when I go fishing at the ocean, I will take along my whale hooks….true or false?....and can any-one tell me the story names of these? And yes, I know the truth.

When I talked of going ‘whale fishing’ I was talking a ‘whale of a tale’....along with the ‘whale hooks’, (true or false….?) this was a false story. The truth is that these are what I refer to as barn hooks, timber hooks or timber rigging to be used in early barns. In the picture up there, they are actually in their proper position and these date back to the days of early post and beam barns, before the times of what we now have for barn rigging and scaffolding. One of my favorite pastimes is rooting around in old barns for ‘barn hardware’ and so I often find these at barn sales and such. One would hook the barn hook over a timber and then you could fix ropes or chains into the eyelets and from these you could hang you pulleys, rigging and such. I will get into the barn later today and take one down and post a picture of what they look like from the other side.

Thank you and have a very good day!

-- --frank, NH,

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#9 posted 01-16-2008 05:13 AM

Funny, and I know hindsight is 20/20 esp. in this blog atmosphere, but I actually though about listing barn raising tools in addition to the ice hooks answer. Oh well, serves me right not listing before your answer. Thanks for the truth.

-- Rob (A) Waxahachie,TX

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#10 posted 01-16-2008 03:36 PM

Hi Rob;
—-yes hindsight is an-other thing, but I have often found that it’s the first answer that comes my way that proves to be right.

Knowing that you also love history and barns, I was somewhat mildly surprised that you didn’t mention ‘barn rigging’, but then I also got to thinking that maybe I loaded the question un-fairly by talking about ‘whale fishing’.

Anyways thanks for your comments and answers and have a very good day….

-- --frank, NH,

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