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Sneak peek at the "wallpaper"

I have been so busy this weekend with family gatherings that the kitchen saw no action ... almost. I admit defeat as far as a professional finish on my painting. My edges are crap. I've got splatters all over the place. My photos are very "selective" :) I definitely need help. Painting should be fun. Because I am so bad I've left lots of jobs undone or worse half done. To cheer myself up I started a small section of my feature wall to see if it works. I'm wallpapering with vintage Penguin and Pelican book covers. OK it really is decoupage but I'm not finished yet. I need to sand and glaze and create a unique wall. I like an aged and worn look.


Don't worry about the bubbles. After looking at these photos I went back with a credit card and pushed the air out. I use a small hand-held sander to take the covers back a bit and apply glazes to tone the colours down, age them or wash them out and finally seal them. It's like a giant version of my art. I figured I'll need over 200 covers for this wall. I'm using the back covers primarily interspersed with 60s and 70s front covers all in blues (this ties in with the blue and white tesselated tiles in front of the wood burning stove) and occasionally I'm throwing in a vintage orange cover. Why back covers? Because I have heaps of them and I'm jealously hoarding the front covers for an upcoming exhibition.

Now I have to decide whether I go back to "wallpapering" my wall or finishing this week's posts. All I know is that until I get MUCH better at painting that side of things will stay unfinished. Help!!


A cautionary tale of knowing when to stop


Doesn't look like I've done much more does it? That's because every time I paint something I look up and think "damn the door needs painting now" or "I need to paint that bit of trim too" and on and on it goes. Lots and lots of things with one coat of paint. For now. I swear they will get a second coat this afternoon after a nana nap or a movie. It's a long weekend after all. I need to get my priorities right. If you are wondering what that metal cylinder is past the fireplace it's an old hot water heater that runs off the wood burning stove. It will go eventually probably when the plumber comes to do the new bathroom upstairs. Whenever that is! I'm getting good at selective vision. If I ignore it it isn't there :)


About as exciting as watching paint dry


Not much progress on the kitchen front I'm sorry. Looking a bit sad. Too many distractions! I'm not the most diligent of painters. Actually I hate it. Any excuse and I'll walk away from painting for a short break, a long break, any break. The cupboards are done though. Could perhaps do with a third coat but they are still drying and I'll see how I feel they look tomorrow. When I say done I mean on this side of the room. The other side still needs one more coat.

Still to do:

  • paint splash back white.
  • paint counter top. Not sure if it will be white or black. Ideally I'd like a butcher block top but this is just a weekend paint tart-up so butcher block may have to wait. The current top is a badly stained, faded and in places melted blue speckle laminate. I had even thought about building tops from recycled timber off cuts but that is also on the "must do it another weekend" list.
  • paint architraves around door to bathroom.
  • paint door.
  • "wallpaper" the end wall.
  • ? "wallpaper" the backs of the retro shelves.
  • ignore the old blue and white tessellated tiles. Just ignore them. Perhaps a kilim. Same with the rust on the old enamel wood burning stove. Ignore ... perhaps paint another weekend ...or just ignore.
  • Oil the floors.
  • Put up with the old microwave. One thing you never consider is how hard it is for blind people to use modern appliances. This old clunker of a microwave is the easiest thing for Kelvin to use. I want a new stainless steel one but can't find one with a basic "tactile" control panel that is easy for him to use.
  • re-arrange those shelves and get some 70s retro groove happening!
  • get a new camera or learn how to take better shots on a grey day.
  • eat chocolate eggs and chocolate rabbits and chocolate anything washed down with white wine.
  • relax back at work on Wednesday.

This is a shot after one coat but the main reason to show you is that little industrial stool. It's the inspiration for this spend under $100 fix. Actually I think the $100 includes the wine and chocolate :) Oh I just noticed I got black paint on the white fireplace. Must touch that up ... tomorrow. Glass of wine anyone?


Quick, cheap and hopefully better

Actually anything will be better than my current kitchen. I can't afford a new one for another year or more so this long weekend I'm painting the cupboards and playing with some ideas for that end wall. I've already switched out the lights for a couple of industrial shades and when it is all done I will definitely tidy those open shelves (I promise). I'd love new counter tops and dream of heading off to IKEA for a few lengths of their wooden work tops but not this weekend and not without a car (or a driver because believe it or not I can't drive). I now live a two and a half hour public transport trip from the big blue shed and I can't quite see me lugging counter tops home on the train. Solution for now until I can con someone into a trip to Logan is to paint the benches as well. Just after I took this photo I climbed up and scraped off the last of the wallpaper then started on the first coat on the cupboards. Painting isn't as fast as you first think it will be is it? And there are more cupboards on the other side. Thank goodness I have the whole long weekend to go. I'll be back tomorrow with more progress pics.


Stalking childhood celebrity



A murmur passed through the crowd at the opening night of the art exhibition. The rumor went that he once was someone famous. I couldn't pick it. He was wearing pants for one thing and I can't remember him EVER wearing pants. Just a tartan vest, yellow tie and straw boater. NEVER pants. I also remember him as much younger and more hair. Wasn't he always just 4 years old? He was ancient now! Still my source swore it was indeed he. I must not tell anyone. I must not reveal his face. Who was he you ask? Humphrey B Bear of course. An exclusive! I can reveal his true identity! But alas I won't. Some things should remain a secret. After all would you like to have your face splashed across a blog for all the world to see if your claim to fame was never ever wearing pants?