When I bought the hall tree, I said I'd never change the color. Wrong!! But I've waited at least a couple of years, so that is amazing for me!! Here is the before with the original color, a smoky bluish gray: Now, you see my favorite color when you walk in the door. I achieved this look by rubbing vaseline on the areas that were already distressed, and that kept the new paint from adhering to those places. The color is actually a fifty cents small bottle of Acrylic craft paint, mixed with Waverly white chalk paint. At first, I had too much water in the mixture of the blue, white chalk paint, plaster of paris and water, and the color barely showed up. It looked like watered down white. Not what I wanted. So I poured the mixture out, and dried my bowl I was painting from and used the technique like I did on the green chest in my bedroom. Just dabbing in white and the blue, and just using light strokes going all directions...
I'm still receiving therapy by keeping my hands busy, plus today I ran quite a few errands. It's been a crying day for me today. Just so much to worry about. It seems like sometimes everything is just messed up, and there's nothing we can do to fix any of it. Night before last, I painted the bar stools. I've had them since 2000, and they were nice, but I was just in the mood to paint them!! The form of the stools had a textured bronze color, the seats were beige with the fleur de lis design, and the wood across the back was brown. Well, needless to say, they got their own coat of chalk paint in white, the seats covered in blue and white, and the boards across the back are blue. I have the fabric to make matching placemats and napkins, but today was not the day to try to sew, for me. I'm just too nervous. In fact, I didn't do anything creative today except switch out the curtains in the powder room that I only made and p...