Needs a lot of work. Plus it’s heritage listed. Plus it has to stay that colour pink/salmon. Massive price drop.
It’s dangerous hanging at my friend Katherine’s warehouse (@theoldboathouse_warehouse). I tend to come home with things or, as I like to put it, things follow me home. The green plinth and the white cement pot are now safely ensconced at my place. See there’s the pot in the corner of the living room filled with magnolia branches.
Sometimes I miss the dark side. I miss my black bedroom. The drama. The soft, rich blackness. Then the early morning sun streaks across the white bedroom walls and I’m fine with the change. Besides a third of the old black bedroom is scheduled to become an upstairs bathroom in the new year. Ooooooh black bathroom!
Her name is Courtney and she’s Kelvin’s new guide dog. Seems like she is settling in nicely.
So I may or may not have bought this old cane daybed back in September last year. OK I did buy it but was only $80. I cleaned it up, repaired the breaks and lost bindings (not too many thankfully) and should have given it a coat coat of shellac and maybe have had a new a new mattress made.
Skip forward to now and I realise I’ve never shared it with you. The reason is because I never really finished it. The breaks and bindings are done, I sanded it back but then I lost interest because it was a big job up until then and I was over it. It was sitting in my bedroom without its coat of shellac and I’ve thrown some cushions on it that I had in storage and it will do for now. Here are the only shots I have of it (from my instagram) … poor unloved little daybed.
And one from when I was rearranging rooms, moving furniture all over the place for a sponsored post here. It’s now sitting in my office waiting for all the renovations to be done to find its perfect spot.