Saturday, May 30, 2009

SO I BOUGHT A CORIAN COUNTERTOP

I had done some researching on where to buy sheets of hard plastic materials -- acrylic, polypropylene, HDPE, that kind of thing.  I thought there would be some good project potential with this kind of stuff, either furniture (in particular I was thinking about a table top made of the same material as a cutting board we got from Ikea) or something else.  Unfortunately, the hardware and home improvement stores did not seem to stock it, and all the vendors I found wanted over a hundred dollars for slabs more than 2 feet long.  That was too much for experimentation.
Then, on a scrounging trip to the Habitat for Humanity Re-Store, I found the solution.  They were selling second-hand kitchen and bath countertops, those with the sink and faucet holes already cut out, for cheap.  After sorting though the many laminate versions, I found a 6-foot long bathroom countertop made of Corian for $25.  It probably weighed 80 pounds, and I had to borrow a hand saw from the Re-Store to cut the thing in half to fit it into the mighty Corolla, but I got it home.
I started experimenting in the Minoralterations workshop and learned some important facts about Corian.  First, it is brittle, so watch those corners while you are cutting, wear your safety goggles and do not drop your piece -- it will crack or shatter.  Second, when you cut or drill Corian, it "off-gasses," meaning it releases a terrible chemical odor.  I managed to stink up the entire house with just a few cuts, and I became concerned about the toxicity and flammability of the fumes being released.  I now make sure to wear my respirator when I work with the stuff (also good when sanding this super-dense material) and do as much cutting as possible outside.
I learned a few things about cutting and drilling, as well.  First, for straight cuts, my circular saw installed with a fine-tooth blade worked pretty well, but it did start to melt and slow the blade if I pushed too hard.  A new jig saw helped a lot, and a soon-to-arrive carbide blade should made cutting even easier.
For drilling, I read a tip on-line that made a big difference: slow down the speed of your drill.  Before I read this tip, I had my drill-press set up at a high speed for wood and metal.  When I drilled into the Corian at high speed, it quickly melted and jammed the bit.  I am lucky I did not burn out the motor.  However, when I slowed the motor down to its lowest speed, the drill sailed through the Corian like butter. 

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

NY weekend pt. 1: Brooklyn

J and I went to NYC this weekend in search of inspiration, and yes, I think we found some.

We started off with a great meal at the Spotted Pig in the Village (because we were going to need some nutrition for the big afternoon we had planned). Braised radishes with prosciutto were the big hit for John, while I loved my fried duck egg on a bed of asparagus and ramps. Plus beer. Yum.

From there, we headed to DUMBO, a gorgeous old warehouse-y neighborhood that is now full of furniture design shops and coffee, and I guess lots of new condo development. We were armed with a list of shops we had seen in an NYTimes article about Brooklyn design, plus some others I'd found by punching "furniture" into Google Maps. (I knew I had to see "Ugly Luggage" and "Trailer Park." Though the latter consisted of, well, stuff that we've found on the street and painted, which I guess is what the owner does, but he then prices them outrageously. If he can actually sell them for that much, I don't know.)

We didn't always find the shops on our list, but we really enjoyed the walking, from DUMBO to Boerum Hill to Park Slope and then subway to Williamsburg. I really enjoyed seeing all the different types of shops people had developed, from high end design to recycled junk to ironic trashy kitsch to nicely curated collections of lovely things.

Later we met old friends for dinner at Five Leaves. Yum. Then on to Lucy's apartment and more red wine and catching up. Somehow, we arrived home at 3 am with 3 new Steve Keene paintings. Yippee!

The next day we went to a great flea market in Ft. Greene with some other old friends and their 3 lovely daughters. Great quesadillas, empanadas, and asian dogs. Then just made it back to Manhattan in time for an hour of ICFF before it closed.

Wow. It's big. We took Linda's advice and walked as fast as we could until we saw something that blew us away.  And I will save that for our next post...