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this brilliant tidbit from the lips of interior designer dan marty in may’s house beautiful (”the big advice issue”):
“don’t be afraid to paint a vintage piece. every piece of furniture can’t be brown.”
can i get an amen?
(photo of mr. marty’s showroom from nashville examiner.)
when asked by the staff at my beloved idlewild presbyterian to try to camolflauge the sound system’s new pair of speakers, it wouldn’t do to say “sorry, i don’t do heights.” my best effort was the least i could give (and besides, i knew they would all pray for a soft landing for me.)
here’s before:
the challenge: matching texture, paint and glaze that had been applied [...]
if benjamin moore’s #170 (traditional yellow) walls with glaze are the “little black dress” of wall finishes (see post below), then something painted in white (with a little umber glaze to mellow it) is your fave jeans and perfect white t-shirt. so when lovely clients request that a piece of furniture be lightened up and made to work in several different situations, it’s time to pop [...]
finding myself a little stuck on a recent project, beautiful becky (my ultra-reliable go-to girl) at seabrook reminded me of the power of benjamin moore’s new aura paint to solve the problem, and it worked beautifully; with ladybug red, #1322, one coat (over primer) dried quickly enough to allow for the first of a two-layer crackled varnish [...]
friends know that mrs. jones is more than a tiny bit obsessed with wicked, both the book and the musical. (truly, i am that little green girl.) at the risk of being the one person too many communicating an environmental awareness message in honor of our very green holiday today, i’d like you to please join me in considering: what would elphaba do? [...]
today mrs. jones had the humbling privilege of speaking at an advent service at idlewild presbyterian church. dr. steve montgomery asked me to speak for a few minutes on peace. my inspiration was a poem i love by wendell berry called the peace of wild things, and my family’s affection for mr. jones’s beloved farm.
for those of [...]