Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Saving history one piece at a time. My tribute.

I am a total lover of history. 
And I believe with my whole heart that as much of history should be passed on from one generation to the next. 
So today I'm telling you a story. 
Not just of a piece of furniture, but of the lives it has touched. 

 This is an army crate. I met the owner. Mr. Schultema a few months ago when I was invited to his home to "pick" through the things in his home before he moved to a retirement home.
 As you can see this was his from his army days back in the Netherlands. He has carried this crate half way around the world when he was stationed in the Philippines. All his worldly possessions were in it.
 After being discharged from the army he married and the new couple set out on a life changing adventure to Canada. They farmed and raised a family (I believe there were 4 kids) Then sold the farm and moved to town. There they enjoyed retirement. And still the crate stayed with him.
 When it was time to move to a retirement home he contacted his kids and invited them to come through his home and pick the things that meant the most to them. They did that. They left this crate behind.
No one wanted it. I talked with his wife, she didn't want it, the kids didn't want it. They had a yard sale and no one who came wanted it. 
And when I came, I learned how this crate held his things, his memories his loyalty for more than 70 years. I wanted it. 
He asked me if I would find someone to love the crate as much as he did. 
I told him I would. 

Although I'm drastically changing it, I have found a new home and I know they will honour the memory and take special care of this memory box and create their own new memories. 

I can't wait to share the transformation :) 

PS. 
Once I ripped out the cardboard and waxed paper from the inside I found several date stamps all of them saying Dec. 5/1919. 
I like finding stuff like that. 


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Friday, 20 February 2015

Art Deco Buffet......she's done!

 Cute right? Love the lines and that glass is to drool for.
See the veneer missing? But what's that peeking out from under the veneer? Solid wood? yup! 

So out came the hot iron and some wet rags and the work began. All the veneer was stripped off. Sanded and stained. In parts that is. 

 The stained glass was so pretty I didn't want to distract from that with "colour" So out came the antique white.

 When you have such lovely wood...why cover it with veneer? I don't get it.
 oops....looks like I need to get the glass cleaner out and finish this up. I was so excited to get pictures I didn't stop to clean the glass off first. Ever get that way? Snap pics due to the pure joy of having it done?

 This part confused me. The shelf is obviously a replacement..but they used half inch thick solid Mahogany. I think I could sell this separately and get more for it than the whole thing...lol
And of course, knowing it was locally made and high quality is always a bonus. 

What have you been up to lately? 

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Saturday, 7 February 2015

My caotic life.

I'm not sure if I'm busier on week days or weekends.

A lot of my clients show up in the evening or on weekends. I do my running around during the day, and once in a while I spend an evening at the studio to catch up on work I couldn't do during the day.

Then I look around and see the mess I've made and I smile.
I work for myself :)

I really should take a pic of my reality, but I'm embarrassed by it at times. I shouldn't be right?

Today I didn't get anything "done" nothing "finished"
But I had a really good time.

I was able to say goodbye to this
 I can't say I was sad to see it go. I mean it was BIG! But at the same time I was almost hoping that no one was going to buy it because it would have been the perfect replacement in my office. Hubby almost gasped when I suggested it. I think he was hoping to save his back.

 I made these wonderful shelves from raw planks, the kind barn boards are made from. I need to do more of this. I swear. I love the look! 

But getting it out meant that I could continue work on some chairs. 
They have been driving me crazy. But I should be able to start painting them on Monday! Doing a mental happy dance! 

And I was able to work on all of this............






I sent my husband a BBM and told him I felt like drawers were multiplying while I wasn't looking. 

But getting to work on all of this means that I will have tons of "finished" products at some point next week. 

And that's what happens when you do it all on your own. 
You get things done, moved out and a ton more right behind it. 

I'm blessed.

Friday, 30 January 2015

High Gloss White and a wacky story.

Some days I feel like my life is a soap opera. You know the TV shows that everyone's mom used to watch. 
Does anyone watch those things anymore? Are they even on TV anymore? 

I'm going to try to cut this story down a bit. But lets start with this. 
I bought this amazing mid century dresser at auction. (along with the matching tall boy...but lets focus here) 
I turned it into this. 
 Lovely right? So I posted it on kijiji and had a lot of responses for it. It sold.

Now this is where the story gets interesting. 
I always try to be nice when responding to people online. I hate hate hate when people respond to ads with one or two words or worse...don't respond at all when you are trying to buy something. 
So I have made it my goal to always respond and be totally honest with them. I had to let everyone know that it sold. 
One of the people that was interested recognized my name in a responding email. 
Turns out she is the..........ready for this?

She is the second wife of my husbands first wifes, second husband. 
Got that? 
Go ahead and scratch your head for a min. 
See we (hubby and I) are a blended family. We've both been married before. Now his ex wife got married again....and then divorced, and married again. 
The second ex husband married again...and it was this person who messaged me. 

All of these marriages and divorces were years ago, and honestly I don't think anyone cares anymore. I certainly don't. And "D" doesn't either. We don't all hang out or anything, but we all have one thing in common.....our son. Poor boy now has three sets of parents. 
Anyway. 
Back to my story. She knows what I do for a living and she asked me to keep my eyes open for a dresser...we talked and I had a pretty good idea of what she wanted. 
It didn't take long and I ran into this while looking for something totally different. 

 Phone pics suck....but it is real. I saw this in a thrift store and knew instantly that it belonged to "D"
Texts were exchanged and this was loaded up. 

She was planning on painting it herself but once they looked at it they decided to let me do it. 
Apparently it was just easier......go figure :) 
And here she is. 



This is going into the bedroom of her daughter. I have the matching bedside tables...but they are not quite done yet. 

I've always said that there is no such thing as a "normal" family. 
But now I'm beginning to think that I should change that to "everyone's family is a soap opera" 

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Thursday, 29 January 2015

Tuxedo Dresser

I don't often name my dressers or any of my furniture. I've tried since I think it's oh so cute and cleaver. Sadly I'm not one of those bloggers that come up with all sorts of cutesie names. 

But I did today :) 

Check out the sweet dresser I found

 I know I know. My picture taking talent just amazes you. Trust me I'm amazed too! :)

Ceiling pics in the garage are my favorite. Don't you agree?

ok, enough of me making fun of myself. You came to see the finished product. 

 I wanted to do something I never do with a french provincial style dresser. 
Paint it BLACK!

 Who would have thought that it would look so ready for a night on the town?
 Pass by the next pic...my lack of a ceiling is almost starting to embarrass me.

 Lets just focus on the curves and oh so pretty details
And you know..I didn't glaze or distress this one even a little bit. She is perfect just as she is. :) 

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