I am sharpening this week, in anticipation of upcoming creations. This is my beloved set of Record chisels I got as a Christmas gift at least a dozen years ago. They have seen some action. I usually sharpen in between projects, honing bevels and secondary bevels over sandpaper on glass, then on a Washita stone, then it's over to the speed strop with polishing compound to finish up to a mirror shine.
Yes, I really love polishing. It's one of those tedious, repetitive tasks I enjoy getting lost in that has the added bonus us yielding fabulous results. There is nothing quite like watching thin shavings of wood curl up under the cutting edge of a freshly sharpened chisel. Extremely satisfying.
All 13 of my carving gouges are ready to go. With everything sharpened, the world is my acorn!
On the way to the studio, I detoured through the hood and admired the local sights. I'd love to live in one of these. I can just picture the Green Truck parked out front. It would look right at home next door to this vintage whip.
This is right around the corner from the studio, and it's my dream home. Well, one of my dream homes anyway. I could spend the morning on my balcony, then walk to the studio! Ah, that's the life.

Tomorrow, it's on to the cut list for construction and carving will be soon to follow.
I can hardly wait!