01-20-2013, 10:54 PM
[Operators, humor me a bit, this may be OT, but it is turning related]
[ posters sidenote - I dont venture into the basement much, but early this weekend I posted about being informed Friday have I have Stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I have been told its a terminal illness and while I will start chemo this week, I also know its just like a motor being turned off, its just slowly freespinning to a stop.
This post doesnt need to be taken as a melodrama. We all go, its just that for me, I have benefit that most here dont. My dad facd a similar sentence back in 1994, his was a different cancer, but the outcome was the same. I agree with what my dad told me then, he said, "I am the luckiest man alive. I can get my affairs in order, I can lay as seemless path for my wife as is possible, making decisions about all those details often left to the survivor in an instant." I agree with him, I am lucky. So dont take this as melodrama. Look at it as a comedy, I will not post of the dark side of life, but on the humorous side from someone seeing clearly the path no one, not even myself, willingly wants to take, but having found myself on it, I will make the best out of it. Humour helps the medicine go down.
As I am facing the future, I get all kinds of interesting perspectives about life, lathes and lessons to be learned. Here is todays.......]
A funny thought came to me as I was taking advantage of nice weather to be turning today (life has to be taken as being funny, cause its too darn serious if it isnt). I still have problems with the scraper for final cleanup on the inside of bowls. I did final turning on 6 bowls this weekend, and I still slap myself when I get a less than perfect finish cut. Like digs and tearout at that point between down and up (the transition point) and the needing to go back and smooth it up all over again. So the funny thought was, I wonder if I will ever get this down. I mean, its not like I have a lifetime to get it right. Well, I do have a lifetime, but its shorter than most other turners lifetime. So I dont fret about it. I just get out a new abralon disk, slap it on the holder and take an extra 5 minutes to make it good. I also dont have to worry about using up the supply of sand paper, abralon, Watco, nitrile gloves and the rest of those disposables. I used to use nitrile gloves until the fingers poked through, about one every two weeks. I think I used one pair this week alone.
So I still am trying to advance my skills, I know that there are some turners out there in the giant lathe shop out beyond the horizon that will show me the better way if I dont get it done right here. They may even be able to clarify what MMouse says from time to time that I frankly have to pause and think about. He has forgotten more than some of us ever learned. Bending my hands making a mental image of how the tool approaches the wood, how forces and newtons laws and the role of physics plays in woodturning. I hope to continue to glean keen skills on the craft. Hey, I may be dying but I can still learn and I am not dead yet.
I wonder what kind of lathes they have there. I hope its more than just trendle lathes. Surely Rude Osolnik has gotten at least some older style 3520 powermatics.
[ posters sidenote - I dont venture into the basement much, but early this weekend I posted about being informed Friday have I have Stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I have been told its a terminal illness and while I will start chemo this week, I also know its just like a motor being turned off, its just slowly freespinning to a stop.
This post doesnt need to be taken as a melodrama. We all go, its just that for me, I have benefit that most here dont. My dad facd a similar sentence back in 1994, his was a different cancer, but the outcome was the same. I agree with what my dad told me then, he said, "I am the luckiest man alive. I can get my affairs in order, I can lay as seemless path for my wife as is possible, making decisions about all those details often left to the survivor in an instant." I agree with him, I am lucky. So dont take this as melodrama. Look at it as a comedy, I will not post of the dark side of life, but on the humorous side from someone seeing clearly the path no one, not even myself, willingly wants to take, but having found myself on it, I will make the best out of it. Humour helps the medicine go down.
As I am facing the future, I get all kinds of interesting perspectives about life, lathes and lessons to be learned. Here is todays.......]
A funny thought came to me as I was taking advantage of nice weather to be turning today (life has to be taken as being funny, cause its too darn serious if it isnt). I still have problems with the scraper for final cleanup on the inside of bowls. I did final turning on 6 bowls this weekend, and I still slap myself when I get a less than perfect finish cut. Like digs and tearout at that point between down and up (the transition point) and the needing to go back and smooth it up all over again. So the funny thought was, I wonder if I will ever get this down. I mean, its not like I have a lifetime to get it right. Well, I do have a lifetime, but its shorter than most other turners lifetime. So I dont fret about it. I just get out a new abralon disk, slap it on the holder and take an extra 5 minutes to make it good. I also dont have to worry about using up the supply of sand paper, abralon, Watco, nitrile gloves and the rest of those disposables. I used to use nitrile gloves until the fingers poked through, about one every two weeks. I think I used one pair this week alone.
So I still am trying to advance my skills, I know that there are some turners out there in the giant lathe shop out beyond the horizon that will show me the better way if I dont get it done right here. They may even be able to clarify what MMouse says from time to time that I frankly have to pause and think about. He has forgotten more than some of us ever learned. Bending my hands making a mental image of how the tool approaches the wood, how forces and newtons laws and the role of physics plays in woodturning. I hope to continue to glean keen skills on the craft. Hey, I may be dying but I can still learn and I am not dead yet.
I wonder what kind of lathes they have there. I hope its more than just trendle lathes. Surely Rude Osolnik has gotten at least some older style 3520 powermatics.
Terminal cancer sure ruins retirement planning