Painting.

Last weekend, my friend Edeena gave me this vintage writing table she found in Evangelista. I like things that have been used and loved, so I gladly accepted it. It looked quite sad with its brown stained wood, so I decided to paint it white.


I wanted it to look stressed, so I used a big brush to make texture and retain some hints of brown.

I love how the imperfections of this table add to its charm. I will be sanding the edges to complete the stressed look.

Here it is! My old-new writing table. Tomorrow, after I sand the edges, I shall put those pens in the drawer
and use that container as a vase. This weekend, I shall scour Evangelista for an old chair that will match this table.
Projects like this is very therapeutic for me. Anything I do with my hands give me so much joy. During the entire process of sanding and painting, I have learned that --

there is beauty in imperfection...

it is possible for old, wonky things (and perhaps, people) to still shine...

with enough friction (sanding), old things could become new...

beauty is a matter of perception (and taste)...

some things (and people) deserve second chances...

a mean Yang Chow fried rice and spicy ribs to gorge after an entire evening of painting helps. :D

I'm on a painting spree. I painted my good old brown dining set and will be painting my TV rack, my bookshelf, and my cupboards! Wish me luck! :)