Friday, November 30, 2012
Blue blue blue
I finally got the paint to finish the dresser and its going to look soo good! Pics to come
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Welcome to my workshop!
Yes this lovely detached beauty is my workshop. Complete with a working door and everything! Well except no heat...and as you can tell by the picture taken less then 20 mins ago, it gets kinda cold. Now if this was Colorado (where I'm from) and 32 degrees feels like 32 degrees, working would be fun and easy but here, in Pennsylvania, it's different. It's humid. Like, I feel like I can swim through the air sometimes, humid. 32 degrees here, feels like -32 degrees. It chills you right to the bone. Fast. I have a small heater that's working valiantly to do its job but sadly it's not enough. Despite the cold I'm going out there when I'm done with this post.
The dresser you see in the middle of my workshop is my newest project. I found it 3 days ago on the side of the road with a broken foot. I fixed the foot, sanded it and now it's waiting for a fresh coat of paint. I'll keep you all updated on how it goes.
I would have way more space if I got my lazy butt up and moved all the boxes but for now it's fine.
The dresser you see in the middle of my workshop is my newest project. I found it 3 days ago on the side of the road with a broken foot. I fixed the foot, sanded it and now it's waiting for a fresh coat of paint. I'll keep you all updated on how it goes.
I would have way more space if I got my lazy butt up and moved all the boxes but for now it's fine.
About, how and why.
I'm maranda. I love art and creative things. As a twenty-something I'm naturally confused. About everything. After studying zoology, I want to make furniture. Seems logical.
It all started when I moved into a hugely unaffordable apartment with my best friend, that no twenty-something's could ever dream of affording. But we managed (barely) and aside from making rent and living off ramen and McDonald's we had no extra money to buy furniture, non the less nice furniture. But luckily, less then a mile away was a goodwill. They were a friendly bunch and despite my friends unwillingness to go into a thrift store, we needed furniture. Bad. So in we went and we came out successful with a cheap pair of dressers and a mirror. They were chipped and quite frankly kinda gross. They needed some TLC. We got them home threw them on the deck and went and raided my parents garage. We found a tiny sander and some black paint. Then we went to work. Two days later, we had Two much better looking and mostly ding free dressers and a mirror. I was hooked. I loved the fact I could take a beat down old piece of furniture and make it look pretty good. It was a good feeling.
And now here I am, two years later, living back with my parents, with my own "workshop" experimenting with furniture. No classes, no supervision, and no knowledge of what I'm doing. Just a few bucks, my instincts and some Internet advice. Lets see how this goes.
It all started when I moved into a hugely unaffordable apartment with my best friend, that no twenty-something's could ever dream of affording. But we managed (barely) and aside from making rent and living off ramen and McDonald's we had no extra money to buy furniture, non the less nice furniture. But luckily, less then a mile away was a goodwill. They were a friendly bunch and despite my friends unwillingness to go into a thrift store, we needed furniture. Bad. So in we went and we came out successful with a cheap pair of dressers and a mirror. They were chipped and quite frankly kinda gross. They needed some TLC. We got them home threw them on the deck and went and raided my parents garage. We found a tiny sander and some black paint. Then we went to work. Two days later, we had Two much better looking and mostly ding free dressers and a mirror. I was hooked. I loved the fact I could take a beat down old piece of furniture and make it look pretty good. It was a good feeling.
And now here I am, two years later, living back with my parents, with my own "workshop" experimenting with furniture. No classes, no supervision, and no knowledge of what I'm doing. Just a few bucks, my instincts and some Internet advice. Lets see how this goes.
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