Quaker nightmare

The day began with a devilish lack of conviction on all fronts, but ended slightly more competently in a storm of fairly productive dust.
The phase of chair development up to now has been rough cutting and jointing. Today I embarked on the actual shaping for one of the chairs and that was tougher than I thought. Straight lines and practicalities like tenons and mortices are known and comforting, but when those straight lines must be obliterated it is a jolt to the system. And it takes a while to get to a point where the dissolved form of the old straight and narrow reforms to something acceptable and new. The item in the vice on the left is the conglomerate of four pieces I am working on at present. The other customers are still lined up along the back awaiting their turn. I must remember to take some extra vitamins or something when these turning point days are coming around.
Sammy said something recently that seems to be related. He had been learning that when a caterpillar is in its cocoon the organs actually dissolve away completely to allow the metamorphosis into a new form to take place. This struck him as entirely amazing. It was something I had known but not contemplated properly before. What an amazing ability, something akin to sponge cells reforming into a viable conglomerate organism after being put through the blender. Anyway, that just about sums up my day.