Drink in Oregon

Brian Kappel talks about the Drink in Oregon sign he created for The Old Gold:

The DIO sign falls in line with the kind of "faux advertising" pieces that I have been doing for awhile now. The state of Oregon was cut from a 3/8" piece of plywood, everything else was scrap wood that I was able to repurpose. More than anything I wanted it to feel substantial, I wanted all the letters to really stand out, and I wanted the state to feel like it was carved from the stump of a mighty Sitka. The colors and finish were important as well, as I felt like it had to carry across the bar and hit you when you walked in the front door. I grew up in upstate New York and there were Mail Pouch Tobacco signs painted on barns all over the place. The color scheme and level of aging is something that I have always had a weird, (yet not creepy) crush on.

I started on the piece by scaling the design on the computer. Going totally old school I had to tile the entire piece on 24 pieces of 8.5" x 11" paper and scotch tape it all together. I laid my "craft" project on the plywood and traced the perimeter of the state transferring it to the wood. I then hit it with the scroll saw. To get the depth I then framed the entire piece with scrap 2x4's that I had in the studio. I once again ran around the perimeter with the scroll saw and hit it with the router to radius the edges and we were ready to roll. I sanded it all down and hit it with a dark stain to make the grain sing and we were ready for the graphic pieces.

I laser cut all the pieces from scrap 1/4" birch plywood that I had left over from past art shows, and double stacked and glued all the pieces in order to achieve the depth. Threw a little paint on the pieces, nailed everything together, hit it with the sander, a little more stain, and—BAM!—Drink in Oregon sign.

Unfortunately, no mystic tales of wood elves or sprites carving pieces, or Sasquatchs splaying open 1000 year old trees to extract the heart wood and pounding it with his fists into flat sheets. The only magic came from the fumes, and buddy, there were a lot of those.

Sweet fumes.

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