Month of Makeovers Day 4: And there was light! Um, sorta.

Hard to believe, but we’ve been renovating LurayVille for nearly a year now. The foundation for the addition was poured early last November. We’ve had the plans for eight years, drawn up after many many back & forths with an architect friend, so it’s been a long time coming.  And a long time getting built!

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That’s our builder there. We’ll call him Mr. Darcy, because he’s British and good-looking and single. I don’t know about the “income of 10,000 pounds a year” part.

As Mr. Darcy set up the framing for the addition, the first impact it had on our old living space was in the stairhall to the second floor. Read the rest of this entry »


Month of Makeovers Day 3: The sum is greater than the parts

My name is Janeray and I am a trash picker. I once backed up my car on a busy street in a downpour to rescue a chair from the trash. At the time I was in the process of collecting similar-but-different chairs for my dining room. The chair I spied coordinated perfectly. It was FREE! And it was so waterlogged that it fell apart when I picked it up. I was drenched, feeling foolish, and all I had to show for it was a part of the chair’s back.

Last week I found the broken piece under a box in my storage area. I knew it had potential to be a great mixer with the right parts.

Symmetry always looks better to me, so I hammered off the rest of the frame.

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Next up was two quick coats of Annie Sloan chalk paint and a light topping of wax.
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Now for the “what if I?” part. The swirly wood needed something substantial to visually anchor the bottom. What if I added a tin box made by my grandfather? I’d already tried hanging the box as a catch-all for my keys and sunglasses, but it seemed small and insignificant on the wall by itself. One decorative tack later and it became the base of a growing arrangement.
tinbox

What if I added lots of cup hooks? I could display jewelry or hang keys. Then I thought of something better. What if I added the last stained glass butterfly from the dozens my father made as favors for his retirement party? It used to hang over his workbench in a mosaic of tools, parts and memories. Now the workshop is gone and he is, too. I wanted to keep his glass butterfly and hand lettered cardboard together.
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This is the perfect place for them. It will help me remember that there is always enough time to do what matters if I do what matters first.
butterfly

I love the way the colors sing along with the red walls in our library!
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See the entire list of projects for our Month of Makeovers HERE.