Palettes and More Palettes
This is not my calling in life. Or, maybe it is. I have no idea anymore. My creative brain takes me in so many different directions that I imagine that I am on some dusty intersection out in the country somewhere, only today, I've been saddled down with palettes.
Aren't they pretty, though? My deck is officially my woodworking studio. I go out there to make a mess of everything and it doesn't matter either. Why? Because our deck needs a demolition team - one of these days.
I've got quite a nice one man assembly line goin' on here. I especially love these sunny days when I can lacquer the palettes and let them dry quickly in the sun. The sun heats up the lacquer and it smooths out nice and even - just like glass.
The only thing I hate is all the hand sanding. Bob cuts the palettes out of the sheets of birch.
Then I pull out my spindle sander and sand down all this stuff you see around the edges. Then I take 200 grade sandpaper and sit in the shade and sand all the curves to a nice, smooth finish.
Then I sand the top and the bottom of the palette, and sand the curves some more. I know I'm done when my neck is stiff and my right shoulder is on fire.
Nice curves don't ya think? Then I admire my hard work and I pull out the stain.
I stain the palette, then I sand it. Then I get lunch. Then I stain it again, and I sand it again. Then I take a nap.
Then I pull out the lacquer and paint on one coat and let it sit in the sun for 20 minutes. Then I sand it and lacquer it again. Then I sand it and lacquer it again. Then I take 3 Advil.
But it's worth it. I'm selling them! And, they are beautiful and comfortable and I'm proud of them. Just know that I'm not going to be making these forever, so if you want one for a Christmas gift, you better put in your order now!