I have a very old house. Lots and lots of work by lots and lots of people have gone into making it a livable, cozy home over the past six years. The kitchen has had lots of work done to it – it had raspberry fuschia semi-gloss walls (not in a good way) and yellow interior on the cupboards – and those were the good parts. It’s been lots of work to glean out this beauty that I love to cook and bake in.
There was just this one large wall – painted a mix of leftover paint by my grandmother because she decided the color I’d chosen was going to be too dark. (I was out on the ship at the time). When I came home it was a pale matte blue instead of the lovely wedgewood semigloss that lower half of the walls were painted. It’s stayed this way for several years now … It was painted and clean and had large things pushed up against it, so I have just lived with it.
And then The Gentleman went away for a week, and my mom came for a weekend visit, and surprise! Project time.
A half-assed linen technique, some glaze, a stencil, and a couple days later, here we are. A lovely, subtle addition that has almost gotten the kitchen fully into phase two of remodeling.
Next up, and I will need The Gentleman for this – the floor is getting a face lift.