So much so that when he passed away, my family held a auction sale. 5 days one week. 1 more day a little while later.
I was a poor college student at the time, so I didn't have the opportunity to acquire much. I did however, get this chair
(it already had one seat recover ~ the covering it had when I purchased it, left something to be desired).
No, it isn't an expensive piece of furniture, but I love that it is a folding chair and while it probably was never in his house, it reminds me of my Grandpa whenever I walk past it.
Anyway, I was ready to give it another face lift.
I decided to paint it. However I didn't want to paint the metal folding brackets. Not that we fold it often, or ever really, but I didn't want them to chip if they did and I thought they created some interest. So first things first. I took it all apart ~ and said a little prayer that I would remember where all of the screws went so I could put it back together.
I wiped it down.
Sprayed it with a coat of Kiltz primer.
Then with a few coats of satin white spray paint.
Recovered the seat.
And miraculously put it back together!
However, once it was together ~ minus the seat, I felt like it was too bright.... too white.
So, I pulled out my sandpaper.
Roughed it up a bit, to give it some signs of wear and tear.
Then added a bit of stain for a little depth.
Voila ~ My old chair with a bit of a face lift:
I love it!