The horse in between

Between projects and in stolen hours I've been working on something for myself. Last year I went to France with this idea that I would go to a flea market and find a 100-150-year-old toy horse at a reasonable price, and I would come home with a big stupid grin on my face. Bwah ha ha ha ha. Not.

What I found were merchants anticipating my arrival and the three horses I managed to find were so ridiculously expensive that I was stunned. And they weren't even the type of horse I wanted.

I wanted the horse shown below.

This old playground horse was the best horse I found. For several thousand dollars he could have been mine. I would have been over-joyed to bring this horse home. But alas.......

Much to my surprise, this old playground horse appeared on ebay. Should I do it? Hmmmmmm

Back home in Oregon I looked briefly on ebay, France's ebay, as well as Denmark's for a horse. But seriously? People were so (shock!) dishonest! My Made-in-Bali rocking horse was being touted as a 'Victorian antique' and listed from $999 to $3500. 

My Made-in-Bali rocking horse........ hmmmmmm.......... what if.............. I bet I could.........? And so I did.

The wheels were turning and I couldn't stop myself. I was imagining my horse getting older and older!

I was winging it. First I sprayed it white. Then I sprayed it black. Then I painted over it with Paris Grey chalk paint. Next time I'll paint after the carving is done.

Once the paint had dried, and armed with a mini belt sander and mini re-cip saw, I went to work. That crazy, carved mane was first. I sanded down as far as I could, then it was time for the saw. heh heh heh. Chunks flew everywhere. Big chunks! For being tiny, those tools have some real power.

There was almost two inches of wood to remove. I just kept at it with my mini-recip saw until the blades gave out. They kept bending, I kept straightening them out, over and over until they just pooped oit.

Almost there. I had to use a small triangle sander around the face. And in tight spots I used my mini belt sander. Have you seen them? They look like a Sander-on-a-Stick. Love that thing.

When I sanded the platform I found unexpected aqua paint.

 

Finally the wooden mane is gone. (I can't believe how much work that was!) I cut a trench down the back of the neck to hold the new mane.

For the new mane I used actual mane from my mini horses. This whole process wasn't as easy as I'd hoped. I had glue all over the mane and my fingers. it was a gooey mess. This old horse came close to having dreadlocks.

The circle is to remind you how much carving had to be removed so you can be awed by my tenacity!

I glued some burlap on and sanded it down to simulate the layers old horses have. I wasn't happy with the burlap, it was too prominent and made the horse look like a middle-ages war horse.

I tore most of it off.

Less is more. 

And, finally, the finished, deconstructed horse.

 

Before and after

Okay then. I now have my "antique" toy horse.

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Thinking about making a bench.......

I love this bed.

I have had this headboard and foot board for a few years now and I absolutely love them. But using them for a practical purpose proved to be a challenge.

The colors are perfect.

 

The layers of paint and the patina from age are too lovely. I adore the peach coming through the green and yellow. 

But what to do with it?

Benches seemed to be the only thing but there were two sticking points that kept me from doing a bench.

•  The uncomfortable straight-up-and-down back

•  Cutting the foot board in half to make arms.

I didn't want to cut any part of this bed.

 

As I said, i think it's too perfect.

Anybody who saw the long-ago post where I tried to decorate with this bed is probably now thinking, 'Yeah, yeah, yeah already. So what's new?'

When I tried decorating with the headboard and foot board the result was a disaster. And that's being kind. It was beastly awful. That's being kind, too. You can see my crazy attempts here.

My mistake was wanting all my treasures on display. I couldn't cull anything.

In the end I used them as a decorative headboard and foot board on our bed, even though it's a king and this set is for a double bed. It was a challenge getting it all to work because there was nothing for the pieces to attach to and we already had a brass headboard.
Heh heh heh. Stubborness won out and I made it work.

Sorta.

 I used cardboard boxes, wood planks, brackets, 4 x 4s, clamps and a good dose of ugly. It stayed that way for a couple years. It was a rickety solution at best and either the headboard or foot board would fall sideways. One leg of the headboard wiggled off the wood plank and punctured down into the cardboard box. Putting it back together was hard. It was heavy and awkward trying to maneuver everything without moving the bed. And the bed was way too heavy to budge.


But the bench idea was always in the back of my mind. Finally, I came across a woodworking blog showing the foot board in front, upside down.

Why didn't I think of that?

So I attacked the bench idea with Mr Bad's help.

On the left side of this photo you can see one of my engineering marvels.

We used the blanket chest as a stand-in seat and brainstormed how to get the back rest to a comfortable angle.

After I took the blocks off it started looking pretty good. I

don't know when I'll find the time ....

but when I do, I think I'll build a bench.

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Back in the saddle again - the primitive little kitchen cabinet

 I used up all the seat in my 2nd-hand recliner within weeks. I was sitting on springs. Okay, so that's why it was for sale on Craigslist. I get that. The hunt began for used-recliner-number-two. I never thought of myself as a recliner girl but having to elevate both legs changed all that. My feet and ankles would look like Fred Flintstone feet. 

I set myself up on the sofa with pillows, cold packs, remote, iPad and waited for the swelling to go down. Then I couldn't get up. There wasn't room to prop myself up on my elbows. I couldn't swing my legs over because my broke femur caused too much agony. My walker was out of reach. And while I was wearing a Life Alert, I didn't want to call and say I was laying on the couch and couldn't get up. Seriously.

Suddenly I was Recliner Girl and on the prowl for #2.

  

With a friend, I went to look at this little cutie. (No overstuffed, over-big recliners for me. It had to be CUTE!)

We went to look at this (dark areas are wet from test cleaning):

And wound up looking at this as well:

My motto is: Ask if there is anything else they might consider selling. 

 

The little cupboard was up in the seller's garage attic. I couldn't go up there because of my walker but my girlfriend did and she took pictures. I asked them to bring it down for me. Want want want.

The baby-boy-blue was bad enough but someone had put wallpaper on all the panels and someone else had tried to tear it off. The old, exposed glue attracted dirt and bug parts and was kinda disgusting.

Dawn and hot water took off the wallpaper and glue. Clorox cleaner took off the rest of the dirt, and sanders smoothed it all out.

Before:

Inspection:

After:

 

The cupboard has already sold!.

And the recliner got a new home:

 

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Geez, I'm a bozo

First off, let me say I have never dropped my cell phone in the toilet. Okay?
So I'm not a complete bozo.

I have a girlfriend who saves emails from me that make her laugh. And many times I have thought when she reads them back, "but that wasn't funny, that was
what happened!"

So Bozo Stories was born, and I'll drop one in now and then.

One can only shake their head.

The disappearing green dresser

Seriously, I barely had time to look at it.

We put this dresser and two night tables in the booth and the dresser sold the next day, with the nightstands right behind it.

Wow, and this was like my maiden voyage after breaking my leg. Picture in your mind: me thunking around, painting this while using a walker. It was challenging.

I don't know why I didn't have the mirror put on before taking pictures.
So, imagine a large, pretty mirror on there. Nice, huh?

I mixed the color from what I had on hand and I added chalk the second time I painted the top. Because I didn't sand enough, the laminate was too slick for paint to stick to.

YES, I sanded it. sheesh. I just did a really rotten job. I was in a walker, for Pete's sake.

 sigh

I was able to rub the paint off the entire top. The drawers were sanded by a girlfriend. Thank goodness I wasn't sanding the entire thing. I shudder to think.

For the accent trim, I wanted to be subtle instead of painting a coordinating color. I tried a few things but ended up using silver metallic wax. The photo doesn't to it justice.

At the same time we painted these nightstands.

I almost passed these up because I thought they were press board and laminate, then I tried moving one and that baby was heavy! So I looked closer and they were hardwood. Beat-to-crap hardwood, but none the less. But why would anyone paint something to look like laminate?

Aside from the warped and broken top (above) there were a couple pieces either chewed up or missing. I fixed all that and set my visiting girlfriend on painting them.

I didn't take pictures because we've almost all seen the dread tannins from Mahogany. Still, we watched with dread as our white paint turned pink.
Kilz primer fixed all that, then the white "chalk-like paint" was reapplied.
The pulls were painted Oil-Rubbed Bronze, the tops were painted with Fat Paint black mixed with craft paint brown.

 Some distressing - I had put wax on at the very start.

The small things.

 

My wild turkey buddy was hanging out.

 

 

The finished nightstands are at a new home.
 

Bad Rabbit is back, with the burning question, Should it Stay or Should it Go?

Few things slow you down like a broken femur.

It's been a looong four months. I'm not totally healed yet but I don't have to use a walker any,ore.

Hallelujah!

Now that I have a cane I can go to garage sales again. And going to garage sales means buying furniture, right? And what happens when you have too much furniture?
Something has to go. At my house any new thing starts a chain reaction: this will go here, that mean's that has to go over there, and now that has to go ..... out the door.

I can't decide because I want everything and an addition to the house to put it in. So I need help.
Let's have a vote:

Should it stay or should it go?

A low table from France.

Apothecary cabinet

 Small primitive cabinet

Deceon"s bench

Vote now!

 

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