End of January. Cold, grey, windy, and icy outside. A few of my projects are put on hold. They have to wait for a better weather. I am also swamped at work right now. But I want to keep my blog going, so I am going to write about my past upcycling projects for now. Most of them don’t have good pictures, but, IMHO, at least some of them have good ideas. Today I am going to talk about reclaimed wood and how I used it to reface the beam in my living room.
Just a few thoughts on introducing old furniture pieces to modern interiors. If anybody told me just 5 years ago that I would become an advocate for vintage or antique furniture, I would laugh it off. I had a deep dislike for the traditional style, especially in the interpretation of such in late 20th century. You know what I mean – overstuffed couches upholstered in faux leather and just exuding pseudo opulence. Nail head trim on a couch – no, thank you, I’ll pass that one. I was all for a modern interior.
An extra long bench along the wall in the living room was in my design plans from the beginning. I wanted to visually balance the 16-feet-tall section of the wall that was covered with pallet wood. On a practical side, an extra surface for the table lamp and other things I wanted to display in the living room was also welcome. Now, you can probably find a ton of gorgeous benches on the Internet of all sorts of styles and materials. I searched and did find many I liked. There was one problem, however. I couldn’t find any bench that would be 12 feet in length. And that was what I needed. Continue reading
Jeez, it is so hard to concentrate when my puppy boy feels he didn’t have enough action for today and pretends his long, silly nose is a flute and starts playing it – very soft whistles at first, then it all builds up to a crescendo worth of Beethoven. And then he comes to offer me his kisses, and more kisses, and more puppy love, and more whistles and then it all descends to a pure, unadulterated, unsophisticated barking. And then he steals my flip-flops in hopes I will bribe him with a treat to get them back. I usually do. All that after we just came back from a 2-mile walk. A third for the day. Seriously, people, it seems I live to walk my dogs. In any case, my ultimate remedy of locking him up in his wire cage which is right next to me in my home office worked pretty well, and he went for a nap.
Now I can finally switch to the topic of the day. Which is – upcycling pallet wood. Continue reading
My house was full of ugly closet doors. Old, painted over too many times, chipped and nicked. Ugly. It bothered me. Every time I looked at one of them, it offended my sense of beauty. I thought about sprucing them up by yet again painting them. Still ugly. I also thought about buying new ones, but decently looking doors are so expensive! $300 for a closet door? No way!
Then one day it hit me – I have a few wooden blinds with broken tilting mechanisms stashed in storage. Stained in honey oak, huge in size (36 by 74 inch each), and a perfect material for refacing the pesky doors. Best of all, I will be upcycling both the doors and the blinds!
My husband had two surprises for me on my last birthday. The first one was that, being a half the world away, he wouldn’t be able to return by my Bday. But, since I got the news in advance, it was not already a surprise by the time clock hands started counting September 19th. The second surprise was an unbelievably beautiful flower arrangement waiting by the door when I came home from work that day.
I mean, the guy was in Kazakhstan, in the middle of nowhere as online standards go, and he managed to find and have delivered this awesome piece. Seriously, I went online and tried to find the same arrangement at the most popular flower delivery sites. Ha-ha, I failed! Nothing was even close!
This was one of the quickest upcycling projects I’d ever done. Here is the story.
When we moved into this house five years ago, I put a glass-and-metal clock on the wall in the entry hall so that everyone of us who had to leave the house on time will have a handy time- reference point. The clock was too small for the location, but it served the purpose. The problem with this arrangement was that one could not easily see the clock from the kitchen. And, since our family breakfasts tended to extend into an infinity with talks with and among humans, dogs, and cats, and, at the same time, at least one of the humans had to go to work on time (well, sort of), a clock was a must in the kitchen. This is why, upon re-doing the kitchen, I moved the clock on one of the walls in it.