Continuing from my last post, the rotten heart of this pretty little piece of Black Locust. There was a knot that healed over and decayed into the heartwood, something I didn’t think could happen with Black Locust given its reputation as exceptionally rot resistant.
So now I have slabs that are exceptionally…artistic. What would Nakashima have done?
And when you don’t sharpen your saw the cut can cup in the middle and binding, chaos, and pain in your arms ensue as you curse the very existence of the tree you’re sawing.
Mark Grable is fond of saying, “Know when to stop”.
And, “Sharpen your saw, its so easy, its a rip saw”.
Okay, okay, I’ll sharpen the damn saw when it needs it.
You may find yourself in a pickle needing to snap a line off the end of the cosmic void…I mean off the end of the butt of the log. Get creative with a level batten and some marks and you’ll be fine.
And finally, some video of sawing horizontally, sorry it took so long to the guy who asked.