I painted this pair of vintage wrought iron and wicker chairs I found at an antique shop in town for thirty eight bucks!
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I could not resist. I cleaned them up, repaired some of the wicker, got rid of a bit of rust and grime, and then painted them cobalt BLUE.
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I think that they look just so “café and bistro-like” in my kitchen. I love them, but we will probably not use them every day. They are somewhat delicate, a bit wobbly, a spot of welding needs to be done on one of them, and I do not think that my 6’3” hubby will feel comfy enough sitting his bootie on them. This time FUNCTION definitely follows FORM.
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They do look cool with these hand made ceramic knobs I have on my cabinets and drawers too. (You can see a crooked one below the marble table a couple of photos up.)
I took a break after the "restoration" work on the chairs, sat down (ever so gently) on one of my "new" chairs, had a snack, and ate some delicious Bartlett pears.
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Feeling even bluer and urged on by my little boy one rainy afternoon this past week, we made a blue "monster" out of some pretty shirts that no longer fit the main man of the house. My son actually cried when I cut the sleeve off of one of “Daddy’s shirts.”
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When we (I) were (was) finished sewing up the guy, he was ready for a nap and so was I.
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We will probably make more monsters with the rest of the shirts and scraps of fabric that I have collected from projects over the years. Stay tuned.
Ciao for now amici.
Ciao for now amici.