I really should express my apologizes for being so absent this past year. However, my life has been adventurous! I feel bad for neglecting you all, but heck, I was having quite the fun with my family and my business. I will my friends, make it up to you by posting some of my adventures and projects that kept us so busy for about a year. From sending my amazing son to Europe for three weeks (yes, I had to stay home), a train trip across the United States for a 90th family birthday party, running estate sales, and many, many restoration projects we were VERY busy! Phew, I’m tired already thinking of last year! I’ll start with this little fun project. Simply, because this was for our home, not a client. Yeah!
I acquired four crates from a client who no longer wanted them. She had used them in the bottom of her closets for shoe storage. I put them up for sale first in her estate sale. I had secretly hoped that I could acquire them if no one saw the potential in them as I did. I’ll tell you what, I never dreamed that they would be on my wall 6 months later. I stacked them on top of each other at the sale displaying lots of fun knick knacks. I gave the imagination nowhere to wander other than to their own images of things they could use them for. It was a no brainer for antique booth renters! Alas, they were unpurchased and our client bestowed them upon us! Woohoo! I ironically used two at our antique booth and we anchored them onto the wall just like in this photo. Shelves please! It wasn’t until like I said, 6 months later that I started having images of doing the same on our own wall at home.
We haven’t been in this home long. Every single room including the basement has to be painted. I like color, and for god sake, cream is not enough color for me. Painting was another time-consuming event during 2013 and I’m still not done. I got half of my vaulted angular family room ceiling painted as high as I could go. In the photo it may look like that dreadful cream I was referring to, but believe me it’s NOT. The designer from Sherman Williams did suggest that this room be lighter than the rest of the rooms and I love the choice of Windsor Greige. My father had begun to take pity on us and came to save the day, finishing the painting with a VERY big ladder. Alas! My decorating ideas that I had been harboring could soar! I first started with my father in-laws Air Force sketches of all the planes he rode in during his flight surgeon days. Glorious! They’ve been packed away for so many years and now we can enjoy them everyday and think of Dr. Jack. Not to mention they match that propeller that I posted a way back that’s on the opposite wall. I found a 1950′s classroom map of the Pacific Ocean at our Michigan State Surplus Center. That was a score at $30! That left an empty space to the right. I learned well from my mother. One must fill it up! Hang something! Her famous quote is “Shelves are the answer!” She says it with conviction. Very Kramer like with her hands waving in the air.
A little history on these crates. They are stamped Barden Bros. Upon a little research I found that they were used to house apples from the Barden Brothers Orchards. Girl scouts, church youth groups, etc. had the opportunity to sell crates of apples for fundraising dollars. My client apparently had purchased many apples over the years and put those crates to good use! Of course when I went back to research the history again to link their webpage, I couldn’t find it anywhere. I didn’t think I imagined this theory, but heck, that was over 6 months ago. Anyway, I decided to use amber shellac on the crates to give them some “umph”. I am a big fan of Zinnser products by the way. See the difference? Wow factor in minutes.
My youngest son says that when he grows up he is going to still live with mom and Mike. He plans to work in our shop downstairs and be a ‘builder’ like us. God, I do love that child. I put him to work learning from the best. Mike had him drill the pilot holes then tap the anchors into the wall. (by the way – my husband is simply not allowed to hang anything in our home without me approving it. It is actually a rule.)
Every time something creative happens in my home I just feel like I’m floating amongst the clouds. It truly pleases me so. Mike promptly vacuumed up the dry wall dust (another lesson learned on his part). Then he left. There I stood. Now what? We achieved the hard part but I was feeling the hard part was placing just the ‘right things’ on my new shelves. You know I have hoards of stuff right? I also allowed myself to have this pressure that I had to hurry and decorate it so I could take the completed picture so I could blog about it. You bloggers out there know what I’m talking about? Well guess what, that’s not my style. Sometimes I know exactly what I want, sometimes I switch what I originally thought (that drives Mike crazy) sometimes I’m just waiting for the perfect antique to come my way. In other words, I must be moved. I realized that I was putting so much pressure on myself last year about blogging that I had to actually let it go for a while for me to want to do it again. I love writing but I was making it have to happen instead of being moved. Life was moving me in lots of directions last year. I went with it.
I said to myself, “what if you wrote about what you have and let it go?” I decided it was a grand idea. I am going to show you what I have so far instead of my perfection. I’m pretty content with my radios and the Zenith Rotor Wavemagnet. I’ve wanted to display that antenna for a couple of years now. What is going inside, not sure yet. I was thinking a Super 8 movie projector but then we are getting risky with all the weight and size constraints. We are also working on a shelf that my father made that will go above our sliding glass door, opposite this wall. It will be very short because the height between the molding and the ceiling is only about 4-5 inches. I plan on my vintage cameras there, add some old film canisters So I didn’t want cameras in the crates and that’s where I go back and forth. I will wait to see what calls to me.