Saturday, February 23, 2013

I'm more than just Irish

You may have gotten the hint from the diversity of flags I made for the grandkids at Christmas. My Dad's side was Swedish and Norwegian, and of course, there is Pete, who is ALL SWEDISH. He's got the flag, the trip to the homeland, the language, but, the only Swedish furniture he has is from IKEA.  Enter the Swedish chair!  I was poking around in the garage when I got really tired of painting WHITE things and found this cool chair.  Need I actually say it's a Ken-chair?  Here is a before photo:

I have been itching to paint something Mustard Seed ever since I changed the drawer coffee table to black.

Well, tonight was the night, while watching library videos of The Mentalist, I painted, distressed, waxed and buffed this chair. No fabric on the seat yet, so not officially done until tomorrow.

A close-up of the distressing. [Did not use sander]

The turquoise does not show as well here and I may go with a darker shade, but I really love the character of this piece.  Look at the sheen.  Mmmmmmmm.  I know Sweden is going to want their chair back.


The Claire dresser is completed, just curing overnight.  She was looking for one to fit into her closet as the wall space was already inhabited by a couple of beds and a desk.  This is the before:

This is a l i t t l e dresser

Just a simple pine thing with no definition.

I cut lattice wood and glued it to frame each drawer.

I didn't have enough clamps so weighed it down with paint cans and the largest food cans I had in the pantry.

This is how she turned out.

It looks like a different dresser.

I painted the knobs as close as I could match to her wall color.

Scratch a finished one off the list.


This is just a gratuitous picture of the walleye I had for supper that Larry's dad caught in Lake Erie.  Delicious.


A little before reminder of the sofa table with the hygiene problem:

Photo of what it looked like after the base coat,  [See Claire's dresser behind it.]

I'm not sure if I'm really done with it. It feels like something is missing.

I may just paint it a basil color and glaze it again.

It is certainly 100% better, but needs more color.

It's as though I'm a kid again and discovered the box of 48 crayons, why color with just the box of 8?

There are a couple of projects that I HAVE to finish tomorrow, pillows I've promised and general clean-up of sawdust and scraping paint chips off the floor, then a day of family fun, and a day of rest.


Back when I was a kid, there was a show on TV called, Queen for a Day. An older woman with short tightly curled hair, pointy glasses and some sort of belted dress would be chosen from the audience to receive a washer and/or dryer and got to wear a crown and a sweaty old cape and sit on a throne.  If I could be queen for a day, I'd rather hand wash my clothes and get a new chop saw and some longer wood clamps. Priorities, you know.

It's only about 5 days til my big announcement on March 1st, at 12:01 AM. I hope you can stay awake for it.

As ever,
La Verne

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