Wednesday, October 1, 2008

My Chair


At the beginning of the summer I went up to my parents 'rustic' cabin near Tawas with both my mom and dad. We were going to the Michigan Magazine Museum to make bentwood chairs. They were having a class on making them. My mom and I both made one, my dad didn't have the strength to make one on his own, but was able to help with cutting the leaves and bumps off the branches. They were supposed to have a workshop this fall to make a matching love seat, but the couple that puts on the workshops got too busy and were unable to do it. Now we have to wait till spring. Everyday I come home and see this chair. It reminds me of the wonderful times that I have shared with my parents and the fun things we have done together. People that see it like it. I am hoping to make more maybe during the winter months, the family farm has 168 acres, and alot needs to be cut away to clear it out. I just need to find the right types of wood. Who knows maybe just maybe I can sell them this spring, they were so fun to make and not very hard to do. Maybe I will have my dad help me too.

1 comment:

Useless Memories said...

I think its very cool that you took this class with your parents and I like the chair. I oncetried to take a religion class with my mom once , enjoyed it , But it just reminded me That I wasn't a very strong student. My Mom loved the class and has taken one everytime church offers it..........