23rd September 2017
Kelli and her daughter Greer, took me to the Farmgirl flea market, a large outdoor fairground location in Hudsonville. Boy was it hot! The place was filled with a collection of vintage furniture and mass produced tat, made out to be craft made, and authentic. The popular thing at the moment are prolific phrases written out on semi rustic boards and framed. The shear amount of them on display makes them boring and predictable, from bible to philosophers quotes, sites like Pinterest are full of them. They offend my eyes, I could accept them if they were original words thought up by the writer, not copied. We stood it for less than two hours, then headed back to shop for paint and stock-up on screws.
Once we got back, I started scratching on the dining table we picked up yesterday.
To me it’s like a good book, totally absorbing. I started at one point to check if the top was solid or veneered. One small patch quickly spread, I was away.
I am sure all the problems of the world could be solved if all politicians had to scrape paint off table tops.
The top was solid oak, and painted with a gloss black. I was able to use a cabinet scraper to take some of the finish off, by the time I passed out through lack of food I had complete half the table.
Another Lifetime to go 