How to choose the best cabinet table saw

You are looking to replace hand saws with table saws with large motors. Are you regarding learn or buy a cabinet table saw? But you do not know exactly about its feature characteristics. 

Understanding that, in this article, I will review for you all the features of this type of saw. Let’s read and find out.

 

  • The criteria to consider when choosing

 

Power

How much power do you need to choose the machine?

This is the first question you need to find out when buying a device. After that, you also need to find out about the type of plug used for this machine. A large plug will be very suitable. Because it can withstand the heavy voltage source of this machine.

1.5 to 2 HP motors

Motors from 1.5 to 2 Hp are suitable for the old 120V circuit type. Therefore, you do not need to change the old circuit or plug with a new one. With this engine, you can only cut materials or wood about 2 inches. Because if you try to cut a big piece of wood, the Voltage will not withstand that pressure, causing an explosion at any time.

3 to 5 HP motors

With this motivation, you can handle everything that 1.5 to 2 engines can’t do. You have to replace the plug for the device. For example, if you want to cut wood panels over 3 inches, you must use voltages up to 240V.

However, strong motors also have drawbacks such as easy fire if you operate for too long. Therefore, you must also be careful when using.

Material

The surface of this type of saw table is made of extremely durable cast iron material with time. Other materials such as copper, steel, and aluminum cannot be as good.

About safety

The highlight of this device is that it has a relatively high safety protection feature for users. It is called “flesh sensor”. When you see the danger of touching your skin, within 0.01 seconds, the device will turn off automatically. You wonder how fast the device turns off. it is fast enough so that your skin does not appear to have any tears. However, to get this modern feature, you have to pay extra for installation. Saying it can protect you in every situation, but nothing is perfect. You must still be especially careful when using it to avoid possible unfortunate circumstances.

About Size

When buying a cabinet table saw. You must pay attention to the length and weight of the machine. About length and width is not the main concern. Every cabinet table saw has a height up to the waist of the user to be easily manipulated. Length should be about 60 inches is suitable. In terms of weight, depending on your needs you can choose the right weight machine. On average, the device weighs about 500 pounds, rarely seen any 400 pounds. With this big weight, it is difficult for users to carry the equipment anywhere. If you want to move, you need to install wheels for the machine.

Dust collector system

It seems simple, but this part is also very important and indispensable for the table saw. When buying, do you have to see if the device is equipped with this part? Big or small? A large vacuuming place will help you work in a long time and make the table surface always clean.

Some other issues to consider

Blades: is also a significant issue. You must pay attention to the thickness and thinness of the saw blade, the distance between the serrated teeth, … To choose the sharpest and suitable blade.

Next is the size of miter slot: Cabinet table saws are always equipped with the miter gauge. But you also need to pay attention to the size miter slot. If the slot is not the right size, it will be dangerous for you.

Ultimately, the length of the arbor is also important for you to want to cut the dado.

In conclusion

I have finished talking about some of the criteria like power, size, material, …you need to pay attention to when choosing a cabinet table saw as well as other table saws such as the best portable table saw. Hope it will be useful for you.  Finally, thank you for reading this article.

Pillow Fight (Kissenschlacht) at Brandenburg Gate, Berlin (Published in Die Welt)

As part of International Pillow Fight Day 2012, a flash mob gathered in front of Brandenburg Gate in Berlin for a massive pillow fight (Kissenschlacht) Saturday afternoon. More than 8000 people were confirmed on the event’s Facebook page. Feather pillows were allowed at the Berlin fight, which made for a spectacular mess and an incredibly fun shoot. White fluff still swirled in the air as far as a 15-minute walk from Brandenburg Gate. By the end of it all, I had feathers and down in my clothes, my hair, my eyelashes, my nose, and my throat. Cleanup crew had their work cut out for them.

It was simply WUNDERBAR.

A photo set I took at the event was published in Die Welt, Germany’s third-largest newspaper. Check out the set on Die Welt and click to zoom, or just see below for the photos they used and a couple extra.

I’ve had an unspeakably amazing week in Berlin and I’m ready to be home in Aarhus again tonight. I am, however, head-over-heels in love with this city and there’s no doubt we’ll be reacquainted in the not-too-distant future. More photos and stories of my adventures to come, of course! But for now, tschüss

Chasing Dragons

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Instead of enjoying the sun at the park with my friends today, I spent the first day of my two-week spring break speaking with a group of heroin addicts in preparation for a photojournalism essay I will be creating this week.

After wandering around lost for a while, I asked some passersby if they knew of the place where I needed to go. They were headed the same way, and told me to follow them, after making sure I knew what exactly went on there. When we arrived, there was a lot of curiosity and some confusion about my presence, but everyone was welcoming and some were eager to talk.

I spent a good hour with a longtime heroin user who was getting on in his years. In fractured English he told me about his life: one of being surrounded by heroin at a young age in his home country, of drugs bought and sold, of dealing with racism as an immigrant in Denmark, of never getting to see his family, of being looked upon with contempt, of recovery and relapse, of aging and just getting by. Never more have I regretted not understanding Danish than I did then, because I knew there was so much more he couldn’t express through our language barrier. The things I did understand were just shards of the full story.

In a concrete shelter masked in graffiti and littered with used tinfoil and cotton balls, I watched him smoke heroin he’d bought with his pension. He told me that no one in his group really knew how to find happiness.

I have a lot of work to do. I’ll be going back tomorrow morning.

Reflections in Strasbourg

This past week we were in Strasbourg, France for a European Union reporting assignment. While we spent the great majority of our stay holed up in the European Parliament press room scrambling for interviews with MEPs, or in various meeting halls listening to lectures by important political figures, I did have one gloriously sunny morning to spend alone and in my element: street shooting. This short series of reflection photos is just the first of several that I will post from those few incredibly inspiring hours on my own.

Above, a group of tourists gather in front of Cathédrale Notre-Dame-de-Strasbourg (the most intricate and beautiful cathedral I have ever seen in my life) as a shop devoted to Alsacian souvenirs displays dolls in its window.

Strasbourg was simply beautiful and comfortable to navigate even for me, as hopelessly directionally challenged as I am. It was my first time in France with any decent French education under my belt, and I quickly realized that I felt much more comfortable in Strasbourg than I’d ever felt in Quebec. I owe it to the fact that all my French teachers throughout high school and university taught me France French rather than Quebecois French (ironically enough), so it was much easier to pick up on what was being spoken around me. It was nice to feel so oddly at home in a place I’d never been to before. For once, I wasn’t surrounded by Danish, which is still completely indecipherable to me in conversation.

In the reflection behind the mannequin above is Cathédrale Notre-Dame-de-Strasbourg, once again.

Although I’ve been in Denmark for nearly two full months, I still haven’t been able to set aside just one weekend to go streeting or even fully explore downtown Aarhus. When I first set out that morning in Strasbourg, the light was perfectly soft, shop owners were unlocking their doors, and there were just a few early risers on creaky bikes rolling over cobblestone streets. As soon as I summoned the courage to point my lens at a complete stranger and press the shutter (the first one is always the hardest), it was like quenching a thirst I’d forgotten I’d had. Suddenly I wanted to capture everything and everyone. It had been a long, long time since I’d been that inspired to shoot candids. But of course, it was the final stretch of my stay and all too soon I was buckling up for the 10-hour drive home.

Pillow Fight (Kissenschlacht) at Brandenburg Gate, Berlin (Published in Die Welt)

What’s new in the world of Jen? Well, this past week has felt like one giant hangover-induced haze, so I thought this colourphilic photo set might best illustrate my happiness and consequent intoxication.

No, Denmark hasn’t (yet) turned me into an alcoholic—let me explain. Last Wednesday I got my acceptance letter for the international photojournalism program at DMJX, which means I’ll be staying here for an additional six months after my current program ends in June. The photojournalism program here is world-renowned and my class will include just nine others from Europe and North America. I really wanted nothing more in the world, so for me it’s a dream come true. Now I wake up every morning and, rather than anxiously checking my phone hoping to hear about my application, I catch myself and just float to the ceiling. Life’s pretty great.

But enough about that. It’s time to publish some goddamn photos. The night before I left for Strasbourg, there was a massive party at DMJX with a live band, DJs, a smoke machine, and a light setup to make any lover of multicoloured things (Exhibit A, yours truly) wet their pants a little. Thanks to that hectic week in Strasbourg, the photos from that night vanished into a to-edit backlog that has slowly become more daunting than Mount Everest. But I decided that I had to start somewhere if I wanted the contents of this enormous vault to ever see the light of day, so below, at long last, are the results. Enjoy.