Had a young fella visiting with his family today. I know it was a waste of breath, but I had to ask him “Do you like dinosaurs?”
It’s like asking a human if they need oxygen to live.
So the answer was a given. But he wasn’t expecting what came next. I handed him a set of about a dozen different dinosaur plans, and suggested he choose one. After a meticulous sort and selection (he’s all of about 4!), one was chosen – a triceratops. Has big horns for hunting I think was the rationale.
No problem, let’s go make it. So first, camped out on the lounge floor we loaded the plans into the computer, fitted them to the board size (nesting), and set the required tabs.
Then it was off to the shed, with a small entourage in tow. While the kids watched, I set the CNC up for the job, explaining what I was doing each step. There was a board placed on the ground a short distance from the work area, and strict instructions that only I could step over that board. A small step ladder placed on the other side of the board was a very convenient lookout, and it was duly manned for pretty much the entire time.
As each board was completed (this particular pattern required three 900x600x6mm MDF boards) (and yes, dust extraction and air filtration were on), the entourage were involved in popping each piece loose, then each piece was duly handed to me one at a time so I could sand off the tabs on the disk sander.
The young fella was funny. He couldn’t get over that we were making ‘his’ dinosaur. Nor that it was going to be ‘big’. After all, what does ‘big’ mean to a 4 year old? A big toy is perhaps a foot long? Maybe? You wonder what they expect, although they are already processing the concept of limiting their expectations so as not to be disappointed. So ‘big’ is relative, especially when compared to all the other toys that receive the same description. He kept asking what I was doing now (or more specifically, what the CNC machine was doing now). He was confused that even after a number of parts were cut, we were still making components for his dinosaur. Again, you could see it was already exceeding any preconceived notions of scale.
With the pieces cut out, we traipsed back into the house, where the dinosaur was assembled.
That is when eyes got really wide. Followed closely by a most impressive grin!
All up, took at most an hour and a few sheets of MDF, and that was about it. Sure beats those tiny 6″ long models made in China that keep appearing in pop-up shops in the various malls. Nothing is better than a ‘serious’ dinosaur. Especially one that redefines the concept of “big”. Better than oxygen.
Plans from MakeCNC