What did you do in your shop today?

Actually turned some wood in the real shop today. What a great feeling. Had a project started that I finished. I saw a picture of this type of proJeff but was concerned that a wood vase on top of a glass could quickly become top heavy. I stumbled upon this glass coffee jar. I had never seen one before but thought that would be the trick. Box elder burl with a tiny bit of that incredible flame. Thank you turning club meeting raffle.

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also, heading to Canada on Thursday to do some fishing with a group and I had these two fly fishing pen blanks ready to turn and assemble. BEB stabilized and dyed, some of my first attempts and I love the colors with these pen kits.

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Actually turned some wood in the real shop today. What a great feeling. Had a project started that I finished. I saw a picture of this type of proJeff but was concerned that a wood vase on top of a glass could quickly become top heavy. I stumbled upon this glass coffee jar. I had never seen one before but thought that would be the trick. Box elder burl with a tiny bit of that incredible flame. Thank you turning club meeting raffle.

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also, heading to Canada on Thursday to do some fishing with a group and I had these two fly fishing pen blanks ready to turn and assemble. BEB stabilized and dyed, some of my first attempts and I love the colors with these pen kits.

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Great turnings! Glad you finally fit in some shop time! Enjoy your fishing jaunt! Chuck
 
I thought I was learning, getting the new normal down. So what did I do today? Went out, put a second finish on the Mother's Day Gifts, and said to myself. I can do that... and proceeded to cut up three walnut logs up into 12 more bowl blanks. How am I feeling you ask? Like I was just run over by a truck.

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Jon, I hope it is/was a good tired! Your post instantly reminded me of the following story from Harry Chapin. I first heard it many years ago on one of his albums and it's something that has stuck with me and I try to remind myself of it after some of those kind of days.​

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Good Tired and Bad Tired – Harry Chapin​

Harry Chapin was a singer-songwriter and he had this to say about his grandfather.
My grandfather was a painter. He died at age eighty-eight, he illustrated Robert Frost’s first two books of poetry, and he was looking at me and he said, “Harry, there’s two kinds of tired. There’s good tired and there’s bad tired.” He said, “Ironically enough, bad tired can be a day that you won. But you won other people’s battles; you lived other people’s days, other people’s agendas, other people’s dreams. And when it’s all over, there was very little you in there. And when you hit the hay at night, somehow you toss and turn; you don’t settle easy.
It’s that good tired, ironically enough, can be a day that you lost, but you don’t even have to tell yourself because you knew you fought your battles, you chased your dreams, you lived your days and when you hit the hay at night, you settle easy, you sleep the sleep of the just and you say ‘take me away’”. He said, “Harry, all my life I wanted to be a painter and I painted; God, I would have loved to have been more successful, but I painted and I painted and I’m good tired and they can take me away.”
 

Jon, I hope it is/was a good tired! Your post instantly reminded me of the following story from Harry Chapin. I first heard it many years ago on one of his albums and it's something that has stuck with me and I try to remind myself of it after some of those kind of days.​

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Good Tired and Bad Tired – Harry Chapin​

Harry Chapin was a singer-songwriter and he had this to say about his grandfather.
My grandfather was a painter. He died at age eighty-eight, he illustrated Robert Frost’s first two books of poetry, and he was looking at me and he said, “Harry, there’s two kinds of tired. There’s good tired and there’s bad tired.” He said, “Ironically enough, bad tired can be a day that you won. But you won other people’s battles; you lived other people’s days, other people’s agendas, other people’s dreams. And when it’s all over, there was very little you in there. And when you hit the hay at night, somehow you toss and turn; you don’t settle easy.
It’s that good tired, ironically enough, can be a day that you lost, but you don’t even have to tell yourself because you knew you fought your battles, you chased your dreams, you lived your days and when you hit the hay at night, you settle easy, you sleep the sleep of the just and you say ‘take me away’”. He said, “Harry, all my life I wanted to be a painter and I painted; God, I would have loved to have been more successful, but I painted and I painted and I’m good tired and they can take me away.”
That is beautiful to read. Nice philosophy too.
 
I thought I was learning, getting the new normal down. So what did I do today? Went out, put a second finish on the Mother's Day Gifts, and said to myself. I can do that... and proceeded to cut up three walnut logs up into 12 more bowl blanks. How am I feeling you ask? Like I was just run over by a truck.

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At least you have something to show for it! Sorry to hear of your setback. Gotta keep living life! Chuck
 

Jon, I hope it is/was a good tired! Your post instantly reminded me of the following story from Harry Chapin. I first heard it many years ago on one of his albums and it's something that has stuck with me and I try to remind myself of it after some of those kind of days.​

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Good Tired and Bad Tired – Harry Chapin​

Harry Chapin was a singer-songwriter and he had this to say about his grandfather.
My grandfather was a painter. He died at age eighty-eight, he illustrated Robert Frost’s first two books of poetry, and he was looking at me and he said, “Harry, there’s two kinds of tired. There’s good tired and there’s bad tired.” He said, “Ironically enough, bad tired can be a day that you won. But you won other people’s battles; you lived other people’s days, other people’s agendas, other people’s dreams. And when it’s all over, there was very little you in there. And when you hit the hay at night, somehow you toss and turn; you don’t settle easy.
It’s that good tired, ironically enough, can be a day that you lost, but you don’t even have to tell yourself because you knew you fought your battles, you chased your dreams, you lived your days and when you hit the hay at night, you settle easy, you sleep the sleep of the just and you say ‘take me away’”. He said, “Harry, all my life I wanted to be a painter and I painted; God, I would have loved to have been more successful, but I painted and I painted and I’m good tired and they can take me away.”

Harry Chapin was gone before I was born, but when I was younger, my dad would often listen to his stuff on 8-track in the garage (where I often was too). At that point in time, 8-tracks were cheap at the flea markets and dad was trying to rebuild the large collection that had been stolen out of his car about two decades earlier. Harry Chapin was - and still is - a favorite of mine. I've heard that quote on whichever album it's recorded on many times and could hear it in his voice as I read it. Think I'm going to listen to some Harry Chapin in the shop today...
 
Thank you for the encouragement. If you all recall, I had a severe heart attack 1.5 years ago. Leaving me with a damaged heart with 35% flow rate. When I stupidly overdo it, this is what happens. I've been doing very well, pacing myself in the shop... until yesterday. The old... I can do it all... came out and bit me. I will hopefully do better in the future.
 
A few more experiments with Jo Sonja paints using rough turned hollow forms off the procrastination shelf. Haven’t applied the lacquer to these yet. I wanted to see what a nonblack base would do. Result on right.

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