the domino effect.

I am often victim to something I like to call the ‘domino effect.’  It’s that thing that happens when you decide to change just one thing in a room and somehow it leads to a complete makeover of the entire room, and often the neighboring rooms as well.  Do you know what I’m talking about?

In this case, it all started with painting the oak buffet.  You know, this one…

oak buffet 2

I totally love the new color on the buffet, and it sort of works with my olive green striped walls … but gosh, wouldn’t it be so much better if the walls were white and pale grey?

I did the stripes in my living area several years ago.  Here is a picture from when they were brand new.

living room before

I love them.  Even though my husband initially said he felt like he was living in a prison cell, he came around when the rooms were finished.  I’m planning to do another horizontal stripe in here, but something just a tad more subtle.

Obviously, if I change the wall color to white and pale grey, the window treatments are going to have to go.  That’s OK, they aren’t really me anymore at all.  The sofa and ottomans are relics from the time before I realized that buying matched sets of furniture shows a distinct lack of imagination.  Unfortunately, I can’t afford to replace the sofa right now, but maybe I can disguise it with a cover of some kind.  And surely I can come up with an alternative coffee table to replace the ottomans.

You see what I mean?  The domino effect.  Stay tuned to see where it takes me.  I’ll keep you posted.

the boxwood dresser.

Last summer,  Jeanne and I hit the mother lode at a neighborhood garage sale in Minneapolis.  We came home with full truck.

It was one of those sales where the furniture was cheap and plentiful.  You gotta love those neighborhood sales!

I ended up with a dresser and two 1920’s built in bookcases (the tall dresser in the center was Jeanne’s find).

photo from beeskneesbungalow.com
photo from beeskneesbungalow.com

Yes, we fit all of this, plus more, into a Ford Ranger pickup.  We are masters at fitting everything in and avoiding a second trip back to the city to pick up our finds.

I originally thought I would paint the dresser on the far left with a Union Jack design, but as it turned out, I had purchased some of Miss Mustard Seed’s “Boxwood” milk paint, and I decided this dresser was perfect for it.

boxwood 1

This dresser had such a shiny finish, I added a bonding agent to the paint.  After painting, I finished it off with a coat of SC Johnson’s paste wax.

Isn’t it gorgeous?!  The details just pop on this guy now.

boxwood 2

the winter garden.

The garden takes on a certain beauty in winter.  And winter has definitely struck here in Minnesota.

winter pot

Ask me about this at the end of March when winter has been dragging on for months and spring still seems far away and I will completely deny it.  But, for now, I think the snow is beautiful.

There is a certain quiet that comes along with winter.  Every sound is muffled by the snow.

cosetta

In winter, I find it easier to give myself permission to spend an afternoon wrapped in a fluffy blanket watching old movies without feeling guilty about the weeds that are taking over, or the roses that need pruning.  I think having a long winter helps make me a better gardener.  By the time spring rolls around, I’m more than ready to get back at it.  But, for now I enjoy the break from garden tasks and can just enjoy the beauty of winter.

buddha

 

 

the hutch.

Remember my faux European grain sack?  Well, I had a purpose in mind for it when I made it.

Jonas hutch 1

I saw something similar on pinterest and thought it was fantastic.  So when I found this hutch on craigslist, I knew I had to try this myself.  I’ll admit this piece was in much better shape than the pieces I usually work with.  I might have even felt a tiny little twinge of guilt over painting it.  However, I wanted to take it from ‘grandma’s hutch filled with her tea cup collection’ to amazing.  And I hope that is what I did.

I painted him with Miss Mustard Seed’s ‘grain sack’ overall.  The trim at the top, and the oval on the drawer are painted in Miss Mustard Seed’s ‘typewriter’.  I have noticed that many furniture refinishers swap out the hardware on their pieces for something new, but I prefer to keep the antique hardware whenever possible.  These drawer pulls were gorgeous and full of character, so I kept them.

jonas hutch close up

With the grain sack ‘curtain’ this hutch becomes a fantastic storage piece that could be used for just about anything.

jonas hutch 2

  Personally, I would keep it this way.  But, one could also remove the sack and use this as a display cabinet.

jonas hutch 5

I think this hutch is a stunner.  I am SO tempted to keep him, except I have a very similar piece on my front porch already.  So, I will be delivering him to the Round Barn in Andover soon for some lucky buyer to discover.

meet Lula.

I still have fond memories of staying on the farm with my Aunt Lula and Uncle Homer.  Lu was my maternal grandmother’s sister, and she did not have any children of her own.  She loved kids though, and was always happy to have us visit (at least I’m pretty sure she was).  I’ll always remember her homemade donuts and how she laughed when I didn’t know that potatoes grew in the ground (hey, I was a city girl).

Here she is with her first husband, who passed away before I was born.

lula photo

Don’t they look happy?  I love this photo.

In honor of Lu, I named my manikin after her.  Meet Lula.

Lula collage

I cobbled her together on a whim.  It started with an old yellow Styrofoam manikin that a co-worker salvaged from a torn down mall.  She was rather hideous, but I could see her potential.  When I came across a small table with a fabulous base at a garage sale, I knew the base would be perfect for my manikin.  Once again, I called upon my favorite handy man Ken, and asked him to come up with a way to attach the Styrofoam torso to the table base.  Like magic, he made it so.  I then painted her with black chalkboard paint.  I topped her off with an old black porcelain door knob, and metal no. 1 tag.  The writing was added using a chalkboard pen.

She’s wearing numerous strands of pearls, as well as an apron from my husband’s grandfather’s lumber supply store.

Isn’t she pretty?

Lula full

 

vintage ornaments.

I have collected vintage glass ornaments for many years now.  I find them at garage sales and antique shops.  At first I kept any that I found.  Any color, solid or with a painted design.  But, as my collection grew, I knew I needed to cut down and only keep the ones I really love.

ornament collage

Now I stick with mostly pink and aqua, but I love a little pale green thrown in too.

ornaments in bowls

And recently I culled out most of the solid round ones too.  I love the ones with pretty hand painted designs, or those with a unique shape.

bird ornament

I display my ornaments on a small silver tree.  This is my only tree.  A larger tree would overwhelm my house.  I don’t use any lights or anything else on this tree, it doesn’t need any extras.  It is sparkly and gorgeous as is.  It looks perfect next to my newly painted buffet.

full tree

sometimes I fake it.

Shhhh, don’t tell, but I have a confession to make.  Sometimes I fake it.

Do you love the look of vintage European grain sacks as much as I do?

fine grain sacks

Have you ever priced them?  I still remember the first time I saw them for sale at Oronoco Gold Rush.  The woman had a booth with stacks and stacks of them.  I casually strolled over to take a look.  Not a price tag in sight.  Sometimes this is a good thing, sometimes not.  In this case, not.  I asked how much and tried not to show how excited I was.  “Well, they start at $100 and go UP from there.”

That was when I just as casually said “oh, well they sure are lovely” and slowly backed away from the grain sacks.

I have since priced them on Etsy, and at other sales, and this seems to be the going rate.  Oftentimes even much higher.

This is the point where I tell you that I am usually a cheapskate.  Not always.  If I see something that I absolutely cannot live without, I will spend more for it if I have to, but for the most part, I’m looking for bargains.

And when I can’t find what I want at a reasonable price, then I just fake it.

Last summer I picked up a plain grain sack at a garage sale being held by a lovely elderly woman.  She kindly noted on the tag that it had been ‘repaired’.  I’m quite certain that she considered this a negative quality, but I only loved it more for its flaws.  Price:  $3.

I got out the tools of the trade, some Martha craft paint, a stencil brush, and my favorite stencil.

stencil collage

And I made my own ‘faux’ European grain sack for far, far less than $100.

What do you think?

final grain sack

Stay tuned to find out what I’m going to do with my faux grain sack!

 

50 shades of green.

I only recently started using Miss Mustard Seed paint.  I held out for a long time simply because it is kind of expensive.  Then last summer I bought a sample of it at the Oronoco Gold Rush.  As I feared would happen, I loved it.  Damn!  Now I drive all the way across the river to Hudson to buy it.

Oh … who am I kidding … I send my husband all the way across the river to buy it.  Thanks hon!

Working with this stuff has a bit of a steep learning curve though.  One problem has been especially prevalent with the green shades.  The thing is, you don’t get the same color every time.

It started with a dresser I painted in MMS’ Boxwood.  After painting it, I realized that one of the drawers needed to be completely sanded down and re-done (long story for another time).  I was pretty new to MMS paint then, and I just decided to use the leftover paint from the first go around.  I gave it a good stir and repainted the drawer … and ended up with a totally different shade of green.  Argh.  In the end, I had to repaint all of the drawers with a new mix of paint.

So really, I should have known better with the Luckett’s Green dresser.  But yet, I did it again.  One drawer needed repairs and was sent over to Ken for work.  I mixed up the paint and painted everything else.  This time I figured I could just mix up a new batch of paint for the last drawer.  If it didn’t sit around with the pigments separating, I figured it would be fine.  Surely it would be the same color, right?

Wrong.

oops.
oops.

Yep, there it is.  The bottom drawer.  Not the same at all.  I don’t know why this happens.  I use the same ratio of paint to water.  I am painting the same type of wood, with the same light sanding to start.

The lesson learned here.  Be patient.  Wait until you have all the pieces ready to go, and then paint them all at once.  In the end, it is worth it because you end up with this:

ah, so much better.
ah, so much better.

Live and learn baby, live and learn.

the long weekend.

One thing you should know about me, I have a day job.  As an accountant.  For the government.  There.  I said it.  All this means to you is that I have to let my creativity out in other arenas.

Every once in a while, I get a break from the day job in the form of a long holiday weekend.  Four whole days in a row for Thanksgiving!  I give thanks for them.

I gave myself a challenging to-do list for this long weekend.  Here it is:  put up Christmas decorations, paint hutch to be sold at Round Barn, start a blog and paint the oak buffet.  Here is it Sunday morning, and is it all done?  Almost.  I may not quite get the hutch finished, but it’s nearly there.  Everything else is checked off the list.

More on the other items soon, but let’s start with the oak buffet.  My aunt gave me this piece many years ago along with a Swedish spoon carved cupboard and a firm “DON’T paint them!”  So, for quite some time I didn’t.  Then one day I realized that I was living with pieces in my house that weren’t ‘me’ just because someone else didn’t think ‘real’ furniture should be painted.  How long is the statute of limitations on such things anyway?  I had even relegated the poor spoon carved cupboard to storage because it just wasn’t right for my house.  I was considering selling the oak buffet and replacing it with some other painted piece, when I realized how silly that was.  Whoever bought it from me could just as easily turn around and paint it!  Isn’t it better to paint it myself and keep it as a reminder of my aunt?  I say YES!

the oak buffet.
the oak buffet.

Thanks to the wonders of Miss Mustard Seed’s milk paint, I was able to finish this project in a day.  With milk paint there is little prep required.  I removed the knobs and gave just a light sanding to all of the flat surfaces (because I didn’t want excessive chipping there).  I mixed up some Kitchen Scale, and slapped it on.  It dries so quickly that I could put a second coat on within an hour or so.  Once it was dry, I lightly sanded the whole thing.  It chipped in all the right places (mostly where I didn’t pre-sand) all by itself.  I finished by applying a coat of hemp oil (while watching Hitchcock’s The Birds in the background.)

Et voila.  The oak buffet is transformed!  And I love it.

the oak buffet.
the oak buffet.

P.S.  The fab ink and watercolor drawings hanging on the wall above the buffet were done by my grandfather on the same side of the family.  Consider this area an homage to my paternal side.

the winter window box.

A couple of years ago, I asked my neighbor Ken to make a window box for me.  As is always the case, Ken did a bang up job.  I had already purchased some old tin crown molding that I knew I wanted on the front of it.  I also had some plastic rectangular planter boxes that I wanted to fit inside.  Ken took some measurements, and voila, created a window box.

It’s kinda huge.  But one of my biggest decorating rules is ‘go big, or go home’, also known as ‘never do anything half way’.  I wanted it to be the full length of my front porch windows.  However, it can be a bit expensive to fill up.  I consider it the ‘focal point’ of my front yard though, so it’s a priority to make it look fab for summer and winter.

the winter window box.
the winter window box.

Originally the tin had a coat of white paint.  Despite numerous clear coats every spring, the paint continues to flake off, first leaving that lovely shade of blue, and then just the rust.  Since I pretty much love anything rusty, I consider this a good thing.

To fill ‘er up without breaking the bank, in winter I use stuff from the garden.  Mostly hydrangeas, but there are some other things tucked in there as well.  Some seed pods, and even some dried Astilbe.  To make it pretty at night, I’ve added twig lights that can be found at Target.

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I also include some fab rusty metal ornaments that work perfectly with the rusty tin.

As you can see, I don’t really go for a traditional Christmas look with reds and greens, or silver and gold.  I want something that’s going to look good for the entire winter … and here in Minnesota that means it has to last a good long time.  It won’t be long now before the window box has a couple feet of snow under it.  Dare I admit that I am looking forward to it?