I started a Woodturning Class at El Camino College this past weekend. I have a whole new respect for bowls now. It’s so hard, you guys. I am definitely the worst one in my class. I wanted to give up halfway through, but I didn’t. I wore the wrong shirt and got wood chips where woodchips don’t belong. Here are some shots of me in action:
LOOK AT THAT CONCENTRATION. And by concentration, I mean funny face.
This class we learned the 4 different types of cuts in Woodturning. 3 hours later, I have this :/
