now i know some of you might think it’s sacrilege to paint over a wooden piece, but the fact of the matter is that this particular chest of drawers only cost me R300 (that’s like, US $40) – and it basically just had a shoddy veneer that was chipping in places.
i also took major shortcuts in it’s ‘resoration’ as i had to do everything in my tiny flat in an afternoon. i would have preferred to sand the entire thing down and give it a lighter oak finish, but that would have involved way more admin than i was prepared to go through for my wee chest right now.
so this is what i did step by step:
- unscrewed all the door knobs
- i washed this baby down with sugar soap – it was pretty gross (i imagine it stood in some kids room since it was built, it even had old eighties stickers on it)
- gave the drawers 1 coat of plain old water based acrylic (in white, obviously) – applied with a roller
- when that dried, i gave it another coat of plascon velvaglo (also white)
- i gave the frame one quick coat of nova dye woodstain in mahogany (leftover from another project) – applied with a roller sponge. this stuff is amazing, is dries in seconds & you don’t need to varnish afterwards.
- i took the doorknobs apart, painted the outside black and the inside gold
aaaand… that’s it! it came out pretty okay in the end, no?
inspired by this particular before & after over at penny people designs (which is a far better execution, but probably easier to do if you start with an untreated base)
kagga kamma is nice. go there!
sometimes i get really amusing search engine terms, eg: “models + babes + photography” or “black and white pussy” (….) but the BEST one i’ve had so far is, “perhaps pierre? monique?”
you’ll only get it if you’ve watched that meg ryan + kevin kline movie, french kiss. and even then, you’d probably only enjoy it if you’ve seen it as often as i have. it’s one of those inside jokes with my friends that cracks us up, and no one else gets.
kate has just arrived in paris after her fiance ran off with some french babe, and she’s sitting in the lobby of his 5 star hotel waiting for him to appear, when bob the slimey euro con-man approaches her.
You are American, no?
For the moment.
Well, forgive me for intruding, but I saw you sitting here looking a little sad. “Why should such a beautiful woman look so sad?” I ask myself.
Have you got an hour?
As a matter of fact… always. Let me help you to forget your sadness. And remember that you are in Paris, City of love.
Can I ask you something?
Can you urinate with someone standing right behind you?
I think I could manage it… Are you going to be the someone?
Me? No! That’s not what I meant.
So… you would like that I arrange for someone else to stand next to me? It could be arranged. Perhaps Pierre? Monique?
You have the face of an angel. But I’m delighted to find the mind is a little devil….
i love that some searched for that! FYI – the search term originally referred to this post.
My art comes from an urge to explore. I like the countryside. I like a good view. And once I’m face to face with a lovely scenery, I feel immediately tempted to find out what it’s concealing. The dark goings-on behind the façade of nature, you might say, or the hidden machinations of the animal kingdom.
one of the best things i own is this framed etching of La Gratitude manor in Dorp Street, Stellenbosch. my dad bought it from some poor guy who was actually peddling it door to door. he seemed a bit down on his luck, so pops took it off his hands for something ridiculous like… R350. i don’t really LOVE the etching, but i really like the fact that it’s of a building in stellenbosch (born & raised) – and a place i walk past almost everyday.
what caught my attention most of all was the frame, which is on the verge of falling apart & also super dusty (i don’t want to clean it too much, in case it breaks). it has this faded green velvet inner border & little flowers all around the edges. i’m a tart for ornate frames, you see.
i do think that it’s pretty old, even though i’m sure that the dude who was selling it must have lied his pants off about what it was actually worth. there’s a calendar from 1911-1912 stuck on the back – which is kind of odd, but perhaps some kind of indication of its age.
either way, it’s lovely.
i’ve watched this advert a multitude of times, but decided to share anyway for those of you who might not have seen it yet – it’s been all over the sa blogosphere (for good reason). it’s an ad for the south african investment firm, allan gray. read the background story & making of over at king james and pay close attention when the dust clears at the end of the ad, that’s actual james dean right there : )
“he devoured life, swallowing large chunks of it whole”
yoh – what a dish, right?
A concept-map exploring the Left vs Right political spectrum. A collaboration between David McCandless and information artist Stefanie Posavec – via Information is Beautiful
i fall into the liberal category, but definitely have elements of a conservative in me (tough love!)