I thought in this post I would share one of my favorite refinishing projects of late. This desk/table belongs to my client’s husband. He was always against having anyone touch it until he saw some of my work. I was so flattered when she called me to come look at it. It has so much character. I know that they bought it from an antique dealer before they were married and had not done any work to it since then.
Starting to refinish furniture has struck my sentimental side. This piece had been stripped at one time, I also found layers of yellow and black paint. It would be so awesome to see a sturdy, weathered piece of furniture through all of its stages in life. I can’t help but think of my days with my hair black, then light blond and also red before admitting that God knew what he was doing when he made me a brunette. Apparently my furniture had an identity crisis as well.