His name is Walter. He is big enough to hold maybe five pens and a mini-stapler, but he's mine, all mine!
I ended up using linseed oil as a coating instead of shellac - it lets the grain of walnut shine through more. And if I keep using words like "grain," "dovetail," and "chisel," I might be able to fool you into believing that I know what I'm talking about. Which, clearly, I don't.
Still, I made a box! I guess if this museum curator thing fails, I can always fall back on a career in cabinetmaking. (The furniture conservators who supervised our box-making just got pounding headaches and they don't even know why.)
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He is lovely, and I want one just like him!
Love it! My niece, the carpenter.
xo
That is incredible! Beats my Ikea garbage with half the screws missing.
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