In the not too distant past in a place far(ish) away (Kentucky) I attended my first woodworking class. There were a few first’s in the class that I thought were interesting. This was the first time I had stayed overnight in Kentucky….they say it is the south but I am not so sure. Where I live anyone north of Interstate 10 is considered a Yankee. I have lived in 2 places in my life – Southern LA and Australia – both south of I-10, so each time i go to Yankee land i am interested.
The more important first was that it was the first time I witnessed another person use a plane or saw for woodworking purposes. I was quite amazed. I am “self taught” aka I watch a ton of videos and purchase too many woodworking books (there is quite a bit of harassment in the house about my library).
While driving up I was attempting to determine what I expected to get out of this class. To make a long story short (it was a 12 hour drive) I decided the only expectation I had was to enjoy myself while I had 5 days at the bench. My expectations were exceeded greatly. I thoroughly enjoyed interacting with both my classmates and the instructors. I would definitely recommend a course at Kelly’s or one with Chris. I also enjoyed how the course was instructed…we were given the theory and thought process behind why an item was constructed in a specific manner and then showed how to do it. I would then return to my bench and proceed to screw it up, then I would think about it, then screw it up again, then think about and produce semi-acceptable results.
Prior to attending I was unsure if I would be able to keep up with the seasoned woodworkers that would also be attending. I realized early that you work at your own pace – I also realized that I really didn’t care if I finished the chest during the class. I was much more interested in the process, not the product. One day maybe I will be able to demonstrate the importance of my process through my products……not even close, yet.
I was also very cognizant of the fact that I was not attempting to feed my family by building this tool chest so I never became frustrated. I think this was an important key to enjoying the class even while “working” 10 hours per day. It never felt like work. A positive mindset is one of the dime store philosophy principals I buy in to.
One unexpected result, that I didn’t think about before, was the opportunity for networking. I now have more than 0 people to ask questions about woodworking. I didn’t realize how much I would enjoy talking about woodworking. I met a nice fellow there, Jonathan, whom I may have already aggravated with questions.
Chris, chronicled parts of the class at the popular woodworking site. I am the one that looks out of place – if judged by age (or hair quantity)….
That’s enough for tonight, I will post more on what I learned about woodworking in a future post.