Looks amazing now, but this was a rusty metal desk with a rotten plywood top that had been forgotten in an outdoor storage building. Our southeast Texas, hot & humid weather is deadly to furniture!
And the chair?...well it was boring and old school brown.
But I had a vision, and a plan!
Here is the project story...
Hubby replaced a couple bad pallet boards, then the metal frame was sanded, primed and painted grey.
The worst and best idea I had for this project was adding the nail trim. Best because it looks farmhouse vintage cool! Worst because it was an absolute bear to hand hammer in 80 nails (yes I counted!) through the pallet boards. I forgot that pallets are usually made of HARD wood. My hands were in agony for days!
Hubby thinks I am a hoarder...haha!
I am possibly a teensy bit of a decorative hoarder which is VERY different than being a "real hoarder"!
Decided on white paint and a fun fabric...
I narrowed the seat fabric choice to two and took a family vote...the grey cheetah fabric won!
The window nook in what I named the "Galveston" guest room was a perfect fit for the newly up-cycled-desk & vintage chair.
I'm feeling a bit victorious after this up-cycling vintage makeover:) It is a splendid addition to the "Galveston guest suite" currently in decorative progress (more blog posts to come!)
Oh how I love up-cyled makeovers!
When I do these kinds of projects my mind turns to people. Some people are rusty due to neglect. Some people are rotten, I believe most often due again to neglect of love. Life can be brutally harsh kind of like our southeast Texas extreme heat and humidity...it takes a toll.
What these projects teach me is that love, time, and patience can renew, re-furbish, and give new life to something that has been left behind, put aside and neglected. Wouldn't the world be more beautiful if we put more effort into people?
I think of my own growing family and cannot bear the thought of any of them feeling unloved. Loving them is easy for me. More challenging is getting past my busy self and looking outside my circle for those that are neglected.
I have great respect for Mother Theresa who served some the most poverty stricken humans on the planet.
Her words are a call to rise up and love.
Just like the new love & care I gave to my rusty desk and unloved chair, I can do more of the infinitely important work of loving those around me.