Before and After: a place to sit and rest

fireplaceI love a good before and after, and I like this one so much because I created it exactly the way I wanted and disregarded every painting rule ever made.  It’s a great mix of old furniture pieces and knew ones, a lot of chalk painted furniture, plenty of candles, shimmery plaster walls I troweled, a florentine stencil all over the walls, some carpentry from my husband, real art from Molly over the fireplace, and then a few oil pieces from me (one original from me, two I copied, hate me).

Here are a few pictures of the before.  This view shows one side of the room.  You can see the plain fireplace, before the surround my husband built:
family roomThis one shows the other side of the room, before the new wall we framed up and added.  Notice this built in.  It’s still there, it just got a makeover…but that’s another post all together.old bookcaseBut here is a little peak.  It’s much prettier now.  More on that later:hall built-inOne of the first things we did was tear out the yellow shag and install hardwoods.  The floors have been done for awhile now, but I still remember the process.  We rented a floor nailer and spent several weekends on install.  Starting your first row is the hardest part, but once you know your line is straight, it goes quickly.

The bookcase:

built-in-411x600Kevin built it for me, I chalk painted it.  Click here to get that recipe.

full bookcase

top corner of bookcase

The walls.  They were created with a custom finish that I kind of made up as I went along.  The product is called Lusterstone and it is a beautiful, smooth, shimmery plaster.  I would be happy to share my recipe and process, but I’m pretty sure all the products I used are from a proffessional product line not available without training to “become certified”.  That makes it sound so legit, doesn’t it?  If you know me in real life, you know how humorous that is.

One thing I know anyone can purchase and do themselves is the stenciling.  This stencil is called “Florentine Damask“, and it is from Royal Designs Studio.  Click here to view and/or purchase if you are interested.  Melanie’s stencils are wonderful to use.  They are durable and come with great instructions.  open stenciled wallsThey add such an elegant touch.wallsStenciling is literally as simple as deciding where you want your stencil, marking level points, spraying on a temporary adhesive to hold the stencil to the wall to help prevent seepage, and then applying your product. stencil

I used this temporary spray adhesive, but many are on the market, I just buy what is available.  
spray adhesive

I have used both paint and plaster with my stencils.  Both work beautifully.  For this project I was troweling on plaster:
troweling

Once you are done, you simply pull the stencil off, clean it, and repeat.  Royal Designs really does have a gorgeous collection of stencils available.  Some of her new, whimsical designs are really fun.  My mind is spinning.stenciling

A few other details maybe worth mentioning.  One is the mirror.  It was a big, black, heavy, plastic framed mirror.  Chalk paint made it pretty, you can click here to get that recipe.  The other detail is this sideboard.  It was my grandmother’s piece of furniture, and it received a chalk paint makeover too.  I don’t think I ever posted on how to get that look…I will work on a recipe for that.
mirror and side table
And finally the art hanging on walls.  Some of this I have shown you before.  I really love Pino Daeni’s style.  I saw his…

original-449x600…and wanted to try painting her too.  She’s pretty and hardworking, so up on the wall she went.
bookcase and lady

Then I fell in love with Belgian painter, Jan De Vliegher.  
original

I wanted something with a lot of green on that wall, so I painted that too.  I know, I know, a cheap imitation; but for me, it works, for now.
pond

Lastly there are these three little beauties.  I have three little sheep of my own, and so I knew I wanted to paint them.
3 sheep photograph

If I had a nursery, they would be hanging in it; but I don’t, so in the sitting room they go.  I really love the color in this painting; and obviously, since it’s my own work, I am most proud of it.  I kind of love painting sheep and I think I may start painting more of them.
my three sheep

I know that was a lot of random information.  I hope you found inspiration somewhere within the bouncing around from project to project in this room.  I wish we knew each other in real life.  I would love to have you over, so we could sit and rest together.
full view sitting room

 

Visiting a Good Friend

mountains

I have been back in the pages of Exodus, pouring over the life of Moses again.  It’s been the strangest feeling.  If it’s possible to miss someone that you haven’t seen in awhile, that you have never met anyways, that’s how I feel.  Starting the second weekend in March, I get to teach some of what I’ve learned about Moses with a small group of woman at our church.  If you know me in real life, or even better, if we share the same church and you have been interested in attending a woman’s class on Sunday, we would love to have you.  It is a beautiful group of women, in all different stages of life.

But for today, we are skiing.  It’s cold, 3 degrees cold.  I’m looking out my window this morning as the children are busy trying to find all their layers, and the snow is falling.  It’s beautiful. kidsAnd this one slays me with cuteness.  Every time:ThomasHave a wonderful weekend friends, and I’ll see you next week.

 

For the Girls

headboard:chandy

What do you do with one daughter who loves pink, and another that loves blue?  Oh the dilemmas.  They still do not have any dressers in their rooms, and there are plenty of pictures to be hung; but we have made progress.  So here is a taste, and a little of how we did a few things that we did.two beds

First, the headboards.  I wanted white tufted headboards.  White doesn’t scare me, because you can bleach white.  But I also didn’t want to pay for white tufted headboards, at least not retail pricing.  So one weekend when my brilliant, math minded, brother-in-law was here visiting; I sent him into the garage to draw a couple of headboards for me on plywood.  I showed him a picture and then said, “Good luck, and make sure they are symmetrical.”  It was tough, but he is, after all, a thinker.  I knew it would come to him:Desktop7
I knew he could do it, and he did.  Smarty pants:jason workingAnd then my hubby cut them out for me and sanded them smooth:kevin buildingWe know a wonderful upholsterer in town.  He and his wife are so dear, they work together and do beautiful work.  We delivered the headboards to him for tufting, as I had reached the end of what I was willing to do myself.  They are absolutely lovely.  I sewed the panels behind the beds with Ella one rainy weekend.  It was supposed to be a three person job, but Caroline lost interest after 20 minutes.  one headboardI still love the side table:side tableRemember the before:old sidetableYou can click here to get the recipe for creating this same look.  The knobs are from Anthropologie, of course.knobsThe oil painting is my own art.  Created especially for my girls.  With great hesitance, because only real artists can name their artwork, and I’m kind of a real artist sometimes, maybe, and then other days not so much….I named this piece “Becoming Beautiful”.  Because they are, we are, together, a little more everyday:becoming beautifulThere are other thing to still be done in this room of theirs.  Like some kind of a bridge to connect our homeschooling room to their loft, but I’m staying out of that discussion and leaving it to the more adventuresome.loftBut even incomplete, it’s a beautiful place, like most things in life are…
two beds

Throw your net on the right side of the boat

pink shoesI watch my kids run in circles around the loop of our family, kitchen, and dining rooms.  In worn out pink glitter shoes they run the same path, the dumb Mr. Darcy chasing, and they squeal when he gets too close.  Despite his gentleness, when 75 lbs of unstoppable dog is running after you, it is bound to increase your heart rate and decibel of your scream.  They circle and circle and circle, until I eventually force them to stop before someone gets hurt.  It wears them out.  It wears me out just watching them.

I sit at my computer, with Bible open and books abounding, seeking growth.  God has given me a heart for study, and so I study.  I want to grow and be more like Him.  I want to be different today than I was yesterday.  But sometimes, a lot of the time, I feel like one of my kids running laps around the house in worn out shoes.  Out of breath, heart rate through the roof, and growing more and more tired of the same scene with every passing lap.  It wears me out.

I sat this morning arguing with the text in front of me.  Would someone please tell me I am not the only person that does this.  I had circled this lap too many times to not be aggravated by its accusations.  First I called my husband, but he didn’t have time to discuss theology with me while he was working.  He suggested we talk at lunch, but I don’t have patience for that.  I was mad at breakfast, lunch was equivalent to never…too long to wait.  So I went to scripture and started trying to make the scriptures argue this one out with me.  That got confusing.  Then I emailed my pastor, the most intelligent man I personally know.  Surely he could help iron out the wrinkles of my struggling.  By the time I was done with my frantic search and bible study, I was ticked off, keyed up, discouraged, and off to start my morning by teaching my kids Bible.  I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at that reality.  Maybe I’ll do both.  Yes, I think I will.  Oh the irony.

We sat and opened the Word to John.  As we do most mornings, our talking took us bouncing down rabbit trails, and I suddenly found myself sitting in a boat with Simon Peter, Thomas, Nathanael, the sons of Zebedee, and two other disciples, on the Sea of Tiberias.  We were hoping to have fish for dinner; but now it was morning and we still had an empty boat.  Discouraged and downtrodden.  And then there was Peter.  Oh Peter.  You denied the One you loved 3 times.  The guilt must have ached in his heart with a throbbing no one could comfort.  The sting of regret seeps deep into the soul like poison.  And there he sat, hungry, and tied up in knots.  There I sat in my blue chair in front of my girls, hungry for truth, and tied up in the same kind of fisherman knots.

And with one word, Jesus shatters the deafening silence of that kind of frustration and despair.  He walks out onto the sandy shores to meet his desperate fisherman in their empty boats, and says “Friends”.  He called them his friends.  Do you know what that is?  It’s grace.  It’s nothing but grace.  And it doesn’t matter how many times you and I circle the same lap over and over and over again.  We are always going to come back to the same thing.  Grace.  He finds us empty and confused and he says “Friends, haven’t you any fish?”   And when we answer the obvious, “No”, He is faithful to say, “Throw your net on the right side of the boat and you will find some.”

I’m going to keep saying it until it sinks in for you, and until it takes deep root in my thirsty soul.  It’s all grace.  It’s all grace.  It’s all. nothing. but. grace.  And now if you will excuse me, I like Peter have sheep to feed.  They are darling and cute, and they wear pink sparkly TOMS.  Amen, and praise the Lord.

For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith-and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God-not by works, so that no one can boast.  For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.  Ephesians 2:8-10