A good freshening up

When I first got this Lane cedar chest it was stained maple and screamed 1960s Early American decor. Or Colonial. Or whatever they called it in those days. It finally occurred to me that I'd painted just about everything else in the house that couldn't run away, so why not paint this chest and turn it into something I liked?

So I painted the chest Barn Red, which was my favorite furniture color back then. And I sanded and sanded and sanded. I had no idea what I was doing because this was the first piece of furniture I'd ever distressed.

And I added checks to the top along with new hardware. The original was a brass Early American
not-to-my-liking style.

I was satisfied for a few years, then the urge came. That irrepressible urge to paint something a different color. Barn Red had long ceased to be my favorite
furniture color.

A new idea emerged.

(Inspector 19)

Kind of a polar opposite, huh? Ahhh, the wonder of paint. Nothing has to ever stay the same.

Linking to:
my 1929 charmer blog
under the table and dreaming
the gunny sack
the girl creative
keeping it simple
its so very cheri
mod vintage life
my uncommon slice of suburbia
coastal charm
miss mustard seed