Wednesday, 11 March 2020

"Put't wood in't hole"

What I love about the general joinery side of my work, is finding fragments of the past in the buildings that I work on. When installing new window, doors and staircases that we have made, we find packing made from old neswpapers.






This one relates to a story from 1978, when a section of the Chesterfield canal was accidentally drained when workmen inadvertently removed a giant wooden plug, which had been installed 200 years previously to allow for maintenance.

The new oak door was being installed in Roc House, in Broadhempston.





Double-skinned, insulated, double-glazed with new pointing around the frame to match the existing lime mortar. It had to be oak, really, to match the panelling in the hallway.







As we say in Yorkshire, "Put't wood in't hole"

Tuesday, 3 March 2020

Tulip scoops

Sat waiting for a timber delivery. Making the most of some spring sunshine, carving tulip scoops from field maple.











Saturday, 18 January 2020

Sauna/Sweatlodge Spoon

This is the first time I have carved field maple. I didn't notice the side branch until the log was halved, but it's a happy accident; it will make a good spillway for the water.






























Wednesday, 1 January 2020

A long post

Rivers Joinery have been so busy this last year, that I haven't had chance to post much. Here's a few things that have been happening. Standing bowl.






Georgian door.










Larch bench. Drawbored and fox wedged.













Some beetles in the firewood pile. Longhorn Tanbark and Lesser stag.









An oak window.









Some new bargeboards.





In memoriam to a late wood turner. From his left over yew.











Nobody knows why this beam is here, but as it is, it needs repairing and improved support.


























At home, we've planted fruit trees. As a maiden tree, one of the apples produced just one very special fruit. Here's the ceremonial picking ceremony.

 
 A bit more whittling.






An oak porch.










A little bit of division (just in case you thought I'd given up on riving).









Some relief carving.










Some uplighter carving. In lime.





As we pass from one year to the next, from one decade to another. From a year when big issues have divided my country, and indeed the wider world. With a little bit of riving and a big lot of joining, maybe it's worth thinking that we have a lot more in common than those things that divide us. Happy New Year. Onwards to the other side.