Make: Tips and Tales from the Workshop

15 Painting

When I was a wee one, getting in the way of my grandfather in his basement-cave workshop, it was watching him working with his painting tools and materials that really made a lasting impression on me. I remember the numerous coffee cans full of turpentine and brushes; his large, well-cared-for brush collection; his rows of carefully marked paints; and the paint stirring sticks with advertisements for various paint and hardware stores. Probably my first “maker project” was a painting project in Gramps’s shop. He told me I could paint something. I couldn’t think of what to paint, but I really wanted to do a project next to him while he worked. My parents had just bought me a metal Lone Ranger lunch box, so I decided I would paint ...