Ercc Glaison: Waxed Tablet

Waxed tablets continued. I started this project a while back and used three planks as a template to build the case around. The planks I had used were cracked during the construction of the case. I replaced the planks with the ones you see below.

Two planks are 1/4 inch and one thicker version. I wanted the planks to be bound together like a book and planned on cutting a wax pit on both sides of the thicker board.

Here you see the planks cut, smoothed and rounded out. I sketched the shape of where the wax pits would go. I also sketched the holes where the planks would be bound.

I cheated once again. Time crunch, sorry, but I used a power tool. I used a small electric pannel cutter to rough out the shape of the wax pits on each plank.

During the removal process I messed up one plank. You see below a small section where I cracked the board. Rather than starting over I decided to repare the damage. I took another piece of oak and cut it down to a rough shape.

I used carving knives to get the piece to shape and then glued it into place.

Now to continue digging out the wax pits.

Roughed out with a power tool, but the detail work would still be done by hand. I used the V-gouge you see below to straighten out the lines and smooth out the cut. You can see the board I use for carving. It is a 20 year old pine board with some wood pegs inserted. I can use the pegs to hold my piece in place while I push against the piece carving.

You can see the side view of my board below. It has a small lip to catch the edge of the table to hold it in place while I work.

Finished pannels. I used both a gouge and a knife to score some cuts in the bottom of the wax pit. I figured the cuts would help allow the melted wax a surface to grab onto.

All three pannels cut and ready for filling up.

I tied the planks together to get a feel for the look when assembled. So far, so good. I then cut the cords to fill them up.

I melted the bees wax using the same set-up I used for making the leather canteen. I used a small ladle to scoop out wax and fill the pit. After filling the first one I got better at it. Definite learning curve on this task.

After they were all filled up I let them cool and harden and then tied them togther again. One pit was over filled and one under filled. I could shave down the over filled one easy enough, but the under filled one posed a problem. I used the stylus (created later) to smooth it out enough to use so I'm not sure I'll fill it in all the way.

Wanted to make sure when closed and bound the planks would still fit in the case.
Yup, so far so good.

Can you read it? Not too easy to read is it. Oh well. Maybe next time I should darken the wax.

"HELLO WORLD"

Not sure what I'll use to bind permanently yet, I decided to move on to carving the space for the stylus. I set the stylus in place and sketched the shape out.

Before carving I went back and worked the styus a bit more. The version created earlier didn't quite have the right "spoon" effect which made erasing tough. I went back and reshaped it and then polished it up a bit.

Some day I want a bone stylus, but no time. For now this brass one will have to do.

Placed in position and carving begun. I didn't want to risk power tools at this point so this portion was done by hand.

Cut, smoothed and finished up.

Now onto a better binding material. Leather perhaps? I took the collar off a recycled Salvation Army coat and planned on using it.

I cut it into strips and bound the planks together. Looked OK,

Yes, I like the look, but the problem I faces was the knot. I no longer could fit the tablets into the case since the knot on the leather was too larger. Cut these off and try again.

After trying another version of leather I went back to the hemp cord. Took two attempts here as well. First attempt was too tight. I couldn't flip the pannels open like a book. Cut and made it a bit more loose the secone time. I guess the following will have to do.

DONE!

Added a strap to the case and ready to take to war now.

Final note. I don't like the wax color. I melted a big pot and didn't want to tint it. In hind sight I should have darkened the wax. It is really tough to read the wax as light as it is. I may later melt off and refill with wax tinted darker with some charcoal. Not this time though. No time.

What:

There is a living history experiment in the making.

This coming July I plan to attend the biggest SCA event of the year. I will be attending the Pennsic War in Pennsylvania. There are thousands of other anachronists who attend the annual event as well. The varieties of personas that will be displayed are almost as vast as the number of people who attend. I've been in the SCA for over 10 years and this year I decided to try something new to add a little bit more depth and flavor to the experience.

I am working on a very small kit of things to bring and I plan on attending the War as a Franciscan friar from the 13^th century. I plan on only bringing items which are proper period items constructed in a period manner. Technically speaking, friars did not have any property of their own. Whey then set out on a pilgrimage they would travel in small groups and one member of the group would have community property (belonging to the church) which they could all use. That collection of items might include things such as quills, ink, parchment and personal hygiene products. Since I am the only friar that I know I have constructed the following back story which I shall use on my trip.

Who:

My Name is Brother Matthew. I was once known as Ercc Glaison or simply Ercc (pronounced Eric). I lived a long and sinful life of various inappropriate indulgencies in various regions. At one point I found myself donning the grey wool of a friar with the less than wholesome intention of misleading people and by doing so relieve them of any moneys that they saw fit to allow me to relieve them of. I robbed, conned and stole whenever I could. Shortly after donning the robes of the order I felt a change in my life. I felt less than whole even after my acquisitions were successful. I reached a point in my life when I desired to understand more of why I was put on this earth. There had to be more to it. As I had already donned the robes of the order I began seeking out knowledge of my true brothers. While doing so I found a new life. I shed all my worldly possessions and fled from my sinful ways. I sought redemption and when I found it I sought to repay the many debts that I accumulated. My life has changed since I donned the grey wool of the Friars Minor. I hope that it shall continue to change on my pilgrimage back to my homeland of Hibernia.

Why:

Number one question I get when I inform people of my decision to make this trip is: "Why?" That is a long and complicated question although it has been posed to me as a simple single word question. I decided to capture a response to that question here so that I can simply refer inquirers to this information.

Here are some of my reasons:

· Listening: While I am an anachronist, I am also a struggling Christian. I am not a Catholic, although I play one on the weekends. I have always loved the saying that goes something like this: The man who refuses to listen when you scream will often struggle to hear when you whisper. I feel that my life has always been too cluttered. Years ago life may have been simpler. I don't know for sure. All I know is that now I often feel that I am too busy to simply sit and listen for the whispers of God. I have long desired to set aside such a time to allow myself to listen. For that reason I will shed EVERYTHING modern and focus on what I would have focused on in the 13^th century, as a friar. I will serve silently and listen.

· Service: My life has too long been made up of tasks which revolve around servicing my own needs and desires. I hope that by devoting a week of service to others it may spark a desire to continue down such a path when I return home. Life is too short to live it for oneself and I'm hoping that this week will help me change my focus in life.

· Inspiration: By my actions and my complete immersion into the "role" I hope that, in passing even, I inspire one person. If my actions, service and sacrifice serve as an inspiration for one other person to take a bigger step towards authenticity, service or faith I will be contented.

· Shoes: I love to go barefoot. I always have. The reason I often give most people is that simply "I hate shoes". That is correct, but there is more. This may sound corny so I won't admit it in person, but is closer to the truth that simply "I hate shoes". When a child sleeps on his father's chest he might notice that he can hear his father's heart or feel his father's breathing. I think that the earth is a gift from God and when you make physical contact with it, you can hear it breathing. Sometimes when I walk through the woods (barefoot) I stop and simply touch a tree. If you focus your thoughts you can feel the life in the tree. In some strange way I have always loved the closeness I feel to the earth when I am barefoot. I feel constrained and filtered when I have to wear shoes like a music lover might feel if forced to wear ear plugs his whole life. Yes, walking on rocks and hard earth hurts. Yes my feet get toughened up, but it still hurts. I don't exactly know why Brother Francis chose to go without shoes most of his devoted life. I sometimes wonder if he felt closer to God by doing so. I do.

Personal Inventory:
- Grey wool robe & hood, rope belt and cross