This is a little embarrassing, but I've been working on this cabinet for (maybe?) five years. I remember what inspired it - I'd purchased a small stained glass panel from my friend Gayle, and thought it would look great in a cabinet door.
So I built the door.
Assembling wood grains perpendicular to each another is often a recipe for disaster, so I built the door and let it rest.
And rest even longer.
Five years of resting...
It wasn't like I was sitting around, waiting for it to crack. Life got in the way, and it was put on a shelf. I'd look at it every so often. One thing I've learned - wood does what it wants to do, regardless of what we want it to do!
And finally - three things happened.
One - I decided it had rested long enough, and it was stable. It was ready to have a cabinet built around it.
Two - I was tired of having it dangle around in my brain - and worrying that it would be damaged.
And three - I decided that this tall narrow cabinet was perfect for holding the Martin backpacker guitar that I'd purchased. So I built a cabinet for it.