A few days ago, I was selling my spoons at an arts & crafts show, and I got talking to one of the other vendors there, a semi-retired gentleman who turns wooden bowls and vessels. He had a number of pieces made from spalted wood, and we talked a lot about salvaging downed trees for our projects. I mentioned that I had always wanted to try turning but had never really gotten the chance. Before I knew it, he had invited me to spend some time in his shop learning to turn.
Not long afterward, I found myself in his two-car garage/shop listening carefully while he talked me through the basics of turning. Some of it was familiar–sharp tools, attention to cutting angles, cutting “downhill”–but I was still a little nervous when I first put the gouge to the wood.
I chewed up one bit of wood just trying out each tool. Then I asked if I could try making something I could actually use: a carving mallet. He said, “sure.” I picked a promising piece of pecan out of the pile (sorry about all that alliteration), mounted it on the lathe, and started turning. This is the result:
As I turned the mallet, an end check appeared in the handle. No matter, my mentor told me. He took it over to his workbench and filled in the void with crushed malachite and superglue.
It’s not a perfect mallet, but I think it’s serviceable. I’m afraid I left the handle too thick, though to tell the truth, I’m hesitant to try it out.
Whether or not I actually use this mallet, I think I’m going to have to get myself a lathe–thanks to my new friend and mentor.