Long-time TM reader tmib_seattle posted this picture of a horse head clearly made on a forge. I love forge projects like this. In many ways, the forge is a great way to demonstrate the pyramid-like process by which complex items (and the tools used to craft them) are made. Each skill learned on the forge seems so simplistic in singular application as to border on useless, but they’re anything but. Instead, a creative person can combine even just a few basic forge techniques to make something really slick — like this horse head.
I really need to get off my ass and put together a basic gas forge so I can start the learning process. Be sure to check out tmib_seattle‘s other photos for lots (and lots) more forge work. And why not share your latest project with TM readers in our Flickr pool?
Horse Heads [Flickr]
TM reader Woodshop Cowboy points out on his blog that this project originated as a way for him to express his mechanical interests via his woodworker skills. I’m betting that the lucky kid who received it cares less about where it came from than where it’s going — which is all over the neighborhood.
For those wondering, the balance bike (he also calls it a “suicide trike”) features two wheels at the back instead of one. The result, in the Cowboy’s words:
“…training wheels, instead of promoting balance, promote a kid to lean over the bike for stability. The training wheels train a kid to ride the bike the wrong way because he or she isn’t strong enough to get it up to speed while pedaling. A balance bike lowers the center of gravity, removes the pedals, and teaches a kid to ride upright. When the kid gets up to speed, the bike stays up! The transition to pedaling happens at a more natural age (six to eight) and is easier because the kid has already learned to balance.”
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I still remember when my father bought me my first workbench of my own. He ordered it from Sears, back when the catalog pick-up window was much busier at Sears than their front cash registers, and we picked it up in a big flat-pack box, took it home, and assembled it. I still have the bench, too. (Well, Sean has it, actually. It was eating up space in my storage unit, and Sean needed a bench.)
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