Recently our daughter painted an old dresser and suddenly George understood why I had so long wanted to paint our kitchen dresser. It's nothing special, just an item of furniture which I bought, with my own hard-earned money just a few months after we married, almost 40 years ago. In fact I bought two, but I'm not planning on painting the larger one, I like it exactly the way it is.
This is a photograph of the kitchen as it used to be, things have been changed around a little since then, but you can see the dresser on the right. The nicest thing about it is the leaded glass doors.
Here it is now - still waiting to have the doors and drawers returned, but you get the idea. I love that gentle splash of colour, it really lifts that corner of the kitchen. Staying in the kitchen, but just the other side of the doorway, is an old bureau.
It is very plain, ugly, but oh so useful. George hates it, would happily chop it up for firewood!
It calls to me - I can hear it begging me to paint it. How can I refuse? I know exactly what I shall do with it - a few coats of a soft blue/grey/greenish colour for the whole thing, and then the fun can begin.
I am going to indulge myself, do something I have wanted to do for a long time.
|Beautiful wallpaper by Gracie Studio for Aerin Laude|
The funny thing is that a few months ago, when I was sorting through my craft cupboard, I almost decided to throw away all my paints, I honestly couldn't imagine myself ever picking up a paintbrush again.