Last weekend I set out to find a folding chair the right height for spinning. I found a folding wooden chair, adopted it and took it home. It had a dark oil stain. Once it was sitting there next to my Kiwi it looked sorta plain. Wood items that come into my house are always in danger of going under the burning tool. And every wheel needs its own matching chair, don't you think?
Here's the wheel:
Chair before:Chair after much sanding, woodburning and painting:
The undecorated areas will be covered by a small fluffy sheep pelt I use to add cushioning.
I have an unfinished tensioned lazy-kate on order, so the sandpaper and paint are awaiting it's arrival.
1 comment:
Wonderful - worth the lost sleep!!
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