leaning against the outside wall....
I cut across four lanes of traffic (Ok, it was only one, but the adrenaline rush
was about the same) & screeched into the carpark.
Once inside I kept my eyes closed most the time
so as not to end up with a car full of chairs, dressers,
& other projects in need of a new home.
I found the shopkeeper and asked about it.
Once he figured out what sad shelves I was talking about he said
the magic words: "You can have it for $15."
Solid timber, decent construction, a bit of quirk....SOLD, sir!
I knew before I saved this beauty that Miss Mustard Seed's Milk Paint
would provide the loving restyle.
What I didn't know is that it was a fickle little beast with
all sorts of twists & turns & misinformation that would
lead me on the ultimate upcycle roller coaster ride.
That he wanted industrial with a rugged black wash using
Miss Mustard Seed in Typewriter.
So that's where we began.
but he had other plans.
A few days later I walked into the workshop an
he said to me Mustard Seed Yellow.....ummm.....OK......
a bit more Hemp Oil to act as a resist before adding the yellow.
Then he asked for legs....your wish is my command.
But he still wasn't happy & now he wasn't speaking either.
So we quite simply parted ways....for a very long time.
He sat quietly in my studio in a corner
occasionally looking my way in all his bumblebee glory.
But still not saying anything.
Equally stubborn, I decided not to force the issue...or beg!
A couple months later I was cleaning & from the corner he whispered:
"...hey...see all those Milk Paint 'leftovers? Lemme have 'em.'"
Oh yes, there they were in various cups, jars, etc...
glorious shades of Kitchen Scale, Eulalie's Sky, Linen...
Curious...I mixed them all together like when you're making
a "clean out the refrigerator" soup.
(I'm not the only one who does that, right?)
over the Mustard Seed Yellow, over the Typewriter,
over the Hemp Oil, over the timber & for the first time
since he got in the car to come home with me, he was happy!
And so was I.
I love the varied patina with all the layers peeking through.
Diverse shades and patterns, textured & perfectly aged.
personality-filled papers and Mod Podge.
I laid him down flat & arranged the paper in random patterns.
Next I cut the paper to size and brushed the timber & the paper
with Mod Podge in matte finish.
We are now the very best of friends...inspeparable even.
I pretty much love him. And I like to think the feeling is mutual.