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Furniture We Can Hang Our Hat On

As we continue to work on our kitchen and entertain the visiting in-laws, it seemed like a good idea to share with you another furniture makeover success.

Here is a hall stand I scored at a garage sale in October.  In this photo I have half the paint stripped because I forgot to take a photo in its original state.

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I loved the look of this piece when I found it, but it was completely painted a drab, streaky green (use your imagination…failed shabby chic isn’t exactly our style).  Additionally, when I finally got it into our front hallway it didn’t fit where I wanted it.  The seat/storage area stuck out about two inches too far.  Unfortunately, most garage sales do not have a return policy.  Garth and I pondered this problem and decided to just slice a few inches off of the seat.  Antique surgery!

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This project was accomplished in sunny October, so I was able to set up my work space in the back yard.  My first step was paint removal (which you can see partially accomplished in the above image).  Using a cheap three inch paint brush I smeared on some orange paint stripper.  It was great to do this outside because despite the “No Harsh Fumes” promise of the label, this stuff is pretty aromatic.

Following the instructions, I waited thirty minutes and was then able to fairly easily scrape the layer of green paint off with a plastic scraper.  This paint came off easily in lumpy, gooey hunks which I carefully wiped into plastic bags.  Compared to the nightmare I am having getting our banister stripped, this job was a cinch.  My best guess is that this was because the paint on the hall stand was applied directly onto finished wood without sanding or priming.

Once I scraped away the green goo I cleaned the entire stand with paint thinner, removing all remaining paint and stripper.  This was an important step, as the wood surface was still too sticky to sand.

At this point, I decided to take the seat off the back of the hall stand before I sanded off the finish.  To do this I removed a few heavy duty screws that were helping to hold the seat to the tall back of the stand and found that there were still lots of stubborn nails holding everything together.  Using a crowbar I pried the seat/box area of the hall stand off the “stand” portion and pounded any remaining nails from the back of the stand.

Hinges held the seat of the box to the back of the stand so I unscrewed these and removed the old hinges entirely.  I would need to cut away the part of the seat where the hinges attached later on.

Once the hall stand was disassembled, it took several hours with a hand sander to remove the remaining wood finish.

Now that the entire piece was paint and finish-free, I carefully measured in two inches from the back edge of the stand seat and marked a straight line to cut on.  I did the same thing on the flat seat top.

If I had proper tools I could have very easily cut away this two inch strip from both places.  I had to make do with what we had, which worked fine, but this all could have been done in moments with a better saw.  I found our reciprocal saw too wild and out of control to cut an even line so I grabbed our multi-purpose tool and set to work, slowly cutting away that pesky extra two inches.

Before I finished the wood and put the piece back together, I used our shop vac to suck as much dust and grit as possible from the wood.  Next I wiped and wiped every nook and cranny with tack cloth (a sticky cheese cloth you can get from your hardware store to remove dust and debris before you finish wood).  Now the wood was clean, paint free, and ready to be put back together.

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I used an Ace Hardware dark walnut stain on the wood applied with a big, cheap foam brush.  Once again, it was nice to be outside so the fumes didn’t seem as harsh.  I did this step very carefully to be sure the stain was even, thin, and not dripping anywhere.  I waited a day for the stain to set and applied two coats of Ace polyurethane clear coat (with proper drying times in between).  Now the hall stand pieces were ready to be put back together.

Garth and I are both tool geeks, and we owned an air compressor and nail gun before we owned a house.  I need it to build panels to paint on, but the nail gun has come in handy for all sorts of in-home jobs.  If you are trying to chop up a piece of furniture to make it smaller (or larger, or weirder) a nail gun can come in handy.  However, you can certainly accomplish the same task with a good old fashioned hammer and nails.

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I carefully put wood glue on the edge of the seat box, pressed it back into place against the tall stand and used the nail gun to nail it all together.  Now that the box was affixed, I needed to reattach the hinged seat on top.  This was pretty easy because the holes for the screws from the original hinges were there as a marker.

The coat hooks were returned to their original holes and the final touch was installing the mirror.  The hall stand came with a mirror that was too large to fit in the mirror opening, so I took this it to our local glass shop and had it cut down to size.  I would much rather pay someone to cut a mirror than to mess with the sharp edges of mirror or glass (you can’t DIY all the time).

The original mirror appeared to have been nailed into place on the back of the hall stand, but I took several small metal brackets and ran them across each corner to hold it in place.

Voila! A new hall stand!

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This entire project took about two days of work during daylight, outside working hours.  It wasn’t too bad, and I’m sure that I will do an even better job on the next piece of furniture I need to cut apart.  Fear not!  I have another one waiting in the wings!

Palimpsesticide

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I’m a pretentious college art professor by day.  I enjoy teaching my students big words so they can write dense papers and bore people at cocktail parties.  Of course, of my favorite words is PALIMPSEST, which means that a text has been erased and rewritten over and over again.  During the middle ages, parchment was incredibly expensive to produce, as it had to come from thin layers of calf hide.  It was waaaaay easier during the Middle Ages to just scrape off the ink and gold leaf and start over.

To tell the truth, the most fun I’ve had in our house has been peeling through 100-plus years of wallpaper.  These layers of wallpaper tell the story of the house in ways the fixtures and walls themselves can’t.  In most places in the house, there are only a few layers.  The previous occupants even committed the cardinal sin of painting over wallpaper (making it almost impossible to remove).  Our kitchen, however, was a glorious scrapbook of changing styles and and wallpaper technologies.  Check out the first photo that I posted.  It shows the 80’s floral borders that graced much of the house when we moved in.  Unfortunately, they haven’t stood the test of time.  There are a few other layers visible in the photo as well.

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Claire has written about our kitchen before…it’s the first room in the house she started peeling wallpaper in.  When she started tearing into the 80’s floral nightmare, she found all of the other layers, but then found out that the bottom layer was just redwood planks covered with cheesecloth.  We knew that we’d have to hang drywall, so it’s taken us over three months to get around to it.  The whole time, we’ve been living in a kitchen full of wallpaper scraps and exposed planks.

The very bottom layer of wallpaper is the gorgeous hand printed turn-of the century wallpaper above.  I’ve enlarged a couple of flakes for texture.  The wallpaper printers used delicate colors and metallic inks.  I hate wallpaper, but if we had been able to perfectly peel back the others and preserve the bottom layer, I would have considered it.  It wasn’t an option, however, because with each new wallpaper job, the new owners stapled through all of the previous layers, ruining the wallpaper below.

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The next wallpaper in the stack is also a doozy, beautifully hand printed with random flowers and patterns.  I can’t quite figure out the era…could it have come from the teens or early 1920’s?

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Here’s a spartan wallpaper that must have been put up at some point during the Great Depression.  We found out from the previous owners that the house was stripped of most of its gingerbread trappings during the 30’s and turned into a more severe, minimalist house.  The few remaining vintage lighting fixtures in the house date from this era.

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At some point after the dour wallpaper, one of the residents livened it up with these cute flowers!

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Holy cow!!! At some point, our kitchen was totally Don Draper’s kitchen from Mad Men!  During the 50’s, somebody put up this fabulous masculine plaid!  It’s too bad that tastes changed and the 70’s happened.  I wish we still had the avocado-colored stove that surely complimented the wallpaper.

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Like I said.  After the 70’s, it was all floral wallpaper, all the time.  you can see the floral borders from the 80’s on the first photo I posted.  We tore into a lot of the wallpaper, but ultimately, since we decided we were putting up drywall, we left most of it for future owners to experience when they tear down the drywall.

Our house contains plenty of other palimpsests and riddles.  One of the biggest remaining mysteries is what is under the flooring.  We’ve found nice fir floors under the carpet in our living room and laminate in our kitchen and dining room.  We’ve got bigger fish to fry right now, and the floors don’t bother us too much, so we’ll leave the mystery for another day.  The flooring upstairs is a little more nerve-wracking…it looks like there are layers of creepy, worn-out linoleum underneath the carpets.  We’ll find out soon enough what’s under the linoleum.  Our inspector told us that there wasn’t much chance of asbestos, so that makes us breathe a sigh of relief.

I hope you enjoyed the wallpaper tour of our kitchen…I feel like it’s an appropriate way to honor the interior decorators who came before us.

Cookie Party!

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Merry Christmas!

We are finished teaching for the semester, which means that Garth and I have had entire days to devote to house work.  The magic that can happen when neither one of us has to deal with planning or grading is amazing.  In the past week we finished painting in our hallway, hung and painted molding, repainted the doors and door frames and actually drywalled the kitchen.  This rapid string of successes makes me feel like we can finish all imaginable projects during Christmas break alone!  We will not, of course, be attempting such insanity.  Instead, we decided to host our very first holiday party in our house, which has been romantically dusted with a sprinkling of drywall dust.

We planned to have a gathering at our house on December 21st.  The guests were invited, the event was hyped.  In the meantime, Garth and I (and a couple of other people) were slaving away in the house.  On Sunday, Dec. 20 our kitchen looked like this:

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We had less than twenty four hours to clean up our mess (no time for painting), get some baking done, and play host to some holiday cheer.  I was beginning to panic.

I will not bore you with the details of the sweeping/mopping/dusting/box-shuffling that we rushed around to accomplish.  Our party plan worked out just perfectly for the current state of our lives.  We wanted to have a jolly party but didn’t have nearly enough time cook up a storm, so we hosted a Christmas Cookie Swap.

For those of you that have not attended a cookie exchange, it is a fun and fairly simple event to host.  Every guest was instructed to come armed with two dozen of their signature Christmas cookies and an empty plate.  The plate of cookies is added to the exchange table and the empty plate is used to collect a new assortment of two dozen cookies made by the other guests.  You can be strict and have an official “Swap Time” or be more laid back (this was our approach) and let people pick their new assortment of cookies at any point.  The finished plates can be wrapped and labeled and set aside while merriment with eggnog, mistletoe, and Garth’s new favorite punch proceeds.  Everyone walks out of the door with a wonderful collection of holiday cookies.

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For our party we provided a long table with a holiday table cloth, blank gift labels and markers (to label each cookie plate with cookie type and the baker’s name), some grown-up beverages as well as spiced cider for the underage crowd, cookies, and a small table of savory snacks.  A few touches that are unnecessary but added to the cheer: an extra long playlist of off-kilter and sassy holiday classics (if you don’t have the John Waters Christmas Album, you are a fool), a constant loop of old holiday movies playing silently on the TV (A Pac-Man Christmas, and The Smurf Christmas special really get people in the mood), a can of whipped topping left unattended by the kid drink station (these kids are all under twelve, so huffing is not on their minds), a fire (or fireplace DVD), and a tree, or something tree-like decorated with lights and ornaments.

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Once party is set up, it basically runs itself.  The cookie table filled quickly and the early party go-ers filled their empty plates and made an exit.  Those that stayed longer saw the table fill and refill throughout the night.  It was great to see everyone swapping cookie ideas and stories about how they always loved Aunt So-and-So’s snowballs every holiday season.  As a first house party, this felt like a great success– we may have started a new holiday tradition!

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Merry Fishmas

Holy crap!  Christmas in your own home is awesome.  I’m writing this from our living room on a dreary December evening.  The pellet stove is blazing, a glass of egg nog is on the table, and hipchristmas.com’s audio player is supplying a steady stream of Christmas cheer.  Claire is going to write more about her amazing holiday decorations and our impending cookie swap later in the week, but I thought I’d show off the Christmas tree we put up in our goldfish tank.

The video above is an introduction to Gargle and Grybowski, our spoiled goldfish.  I got them a little over five years ago at a pet shop as 10 cent feeder fish.  They were tiny, and lived in a tiny tank in my kitchen, but they grew and grew, eventually moving with us from Atlanta to Huntington Beach, California, and eventually to our new home in Eureka.

The fish have a prominent place in our living room.  Their 55 gallon tank is located so they can see who comes in the front door, as well as keep tabs on us as we hang out in the living room at night.

Claire found this great ceramic Christmas tree lamp with lite-brite-style plastic pegs in it.  It’s almost identical to one that I grew up (ask my mother about the year toddler Garth ate all of the plastic pegs… they were all eventually “recovered”, washed and put back on the tree).  We removed the lamp from our tree and put it in the fish tank so the fish could join us in our holiday cheer.

Now I’ve got to help Claire get ready for our Christmas party, which will be our first party in the new house.  Stay tuned for more Christmas fun and a full-fledged tour of the 100 years of wallpaper we discovered in our kitchen before we put up the drywall.

Hutch Makeover

Before I talk about a project we have tackled, I really want to thank everyone for all the paint removal advice that you shared last week.  I now have several new plans of attack and I will let everyone know what I find to work best (when I get back to the banister, that is).

Garth and I have been out of town and don’t have too much new work to report this week, though tomorrow we begin our assault on the kitchen– the project that has kept me tapping my fingers anxiously ever since we moved in.  As we are looking to start a new mess I thought I would point out a something we have accomplished (this is partially for my own mental health).

Several posts ago I took you on a tour of the furniture we have acquired and explained some of our plans for the furniture.  I already showed you the five dollar chair I re-upholstered, so let’s look at another successful furniture makeover that we have accomplished.

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We hauled this fifteen dollar hutch home from the thrift store before we even bought a house, convinced it would be a great piece of furniture in our new home.  Garth and I love the curving lines on it and decided it was the perfect size to house our T.V., etc.  We removed a shelf and moved the remaining one down low to accommodate the television.  Sliding glass doors were also removed from the upper display area of this hutch.  The back of the upper portion of the hutch was lined in mirrors, two of which were broken.  We rearranged the mirrors so that the missing two are in the center of the arrangement, which is now not visible as our television sits in front of them.  Because we selected a bright green for the walls in the room this piece of furniture would occupy, the decision was made that a golden yellow would add to our bright color scheme.  The hutch was hauled to the backyard where we sanded and painted it.  We also replaced the original drawer pulls with simple black ones from our local hardware store.

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I love this piece now– it sits brightly in the living room, the mirrors reflect green behind the TV and we can hide all of our DVDs and extra electronic mess in the drawers and cabinets below.

Clogging

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There comes a time in every person’s life when they have to swallow their pride (and disgust) and tackle a nasty clog in the sink.  I’ve lived in apartments all my life, and I was always able to call the maintenance person or a plumber to deal with sink malfunctions.  Now that I’m a homeowner, the golden pipe wrench has been passed to me.

Sigh.

Last week, we made some great Thai food… I made pad thai, and Claire made green papaya salad.  Claire tried her usual trick of running the squeezed limes through the garbage disposal (it helps get rid of odors and makes the kitchen smell nice).  This time, the limes overwhelmed the garbage disposal and lodged themselves somewhere in our pipes.  Water started backing up in the sink.

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Thankfully, all of the plumbing in our house has been updated, and the galvanized pipe under our sink has been replaced with PVC.  God bless PVC.  I grabbed a bucket and started taking the little pieces of pipe apart to hopefully find and defeat the clog.  I was betting the clog was lodged in the little elbow under the sink.

I bet wrong.

I got all of the pieces apart, and other than being covered in a little bit of slime and some ground up pad thai noodles, the pipes under the sink were free and clear of debris.  This meant the clog was further down the line.  It took me a while, but I finally figured out how to put the PVC puzzle pieces back together.  Of course I managed to spill water (and Thai food debris) all over the kitchen floor in the process.

We actually had some drain cleaner under the sink from our previous apartment.  I don’t exactly like the stuff, but I was desperate, so I gritted my teeth and poured some down the sink and waited.

Of course, nothing happened…or not much, anyway.  The drain cleaner seemed to open things up a little bit, so that at least the water would drain out of the sink, but it would back up when I turned the faucet on again.  I tried running the disposal over and over, but it never seemed to dislodge the clog.  It was late, and we decided to let the dishes sit in the dishwasher and take a trip to the hardware store in the morning.

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At the hardware store, I spent $6 on a “snake” for our plumbing.  I had seen other people use a snake for drains…in fact, plumbers always make the things look faintly like sorcery.  The hardware store offered all sorts of different varieties, including ones that hook up to a drill, but the friendly hardware store guy told me they all do basically function the same way.

Basically, you’re supposed to feed the snake into your pipe until you find the clog, then rotate the thing until it powers through it, dislodging whatever goo is blocking the water.  By now, you all know that I love gadgets, so I was fairly bursting with excitement to roll up my sleeves and defeat the evil clog when I got home.

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I unscrewed the PVC puzzle under the sink again and got out the snake.  I started feeding the thing into the drain pipe, and it was definitely not as magic or easy as the plumbers had made it look in the past.  I pushed and cajoled the thing past bends and twists in the pipe, but I was only able to feed in a couple of feet of the snake.  I twisted the snake just like the instructions said, and brought out a whole load of disgusting pipe goo.  I prayed that I had gotten the clog and reassembled the PVC pipes.

I ran the sink.  Nothing.

The clog was as strong as ever, so I tried again.  And again.  All in all, I tried the snake three or four times, scraping my knuckles and deforming the snake as I tried to force it down the pipes, each time reaching a bit farther and dislodging a bit more goo.  Still, the clog wasn’t going anywhere.

At this point, I was getting desperate to try anything.  I could take apart and reassemble the PVC pieces under the sink blindfolded like a Marine with his rifle.

I was ready to make another trip to the hardware store so I could try the crazy CO2 blaster that uses pressure to dislodge clogs.  I decided to try my own version.  We don’t have a plunger yet (I know, I know), so I covered one side of our double sink with a drain plug and tried creating some pressure in the pipe as I ran the disposal.  I was actually able to use the drain plug to get some decent pressure on the pipe.

All of a sudden, the clog dislodged, sending water spraying out of the sink in the process.  Victory.

I still don’t really know what I did, but the clog had been defeated.  I could walk into my own kitchen with my head held high.  I learned a little bit more about plumbing, but more about the necessary ingredients for prevailing in a plumbing emergency… tenacity and dumb luck.

Faux-gettable

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Lately, Garth and I have made strides forward in our home while also not accomplishing tons of work that appears to be huge or significant.  It is funny to me how our projects have worked out since moving in.  I intended to tackle the kitchen first and move on from there, but so far the Gods have dictated that we focus on every area of the house before the kitchen.  I am not sure how this has happened, but it has.  A few weeks ago I contacted a drywall pro recommended by a friend with the hopes that he could sweep in and magically fix our kitchen with the handful of first time homeowner dollars we had kicking around in our bank account.  I showed him the kitchen job– not a huge space that only needs the upper half of the wall drywalled– and I walked him through our front hallway pointing out that we could use help in both places.  He choose to take on the hallway first, claiming it would take no time at all.  Fifteen hours and all of our hire-someone-else-to-do-the-job money later,  we had a nice, smooth hallway and a kitchen that looked no different.  Sigh.

I must admit that the torn drywall in the hallway was something I was not prepared to deal with.  Neither Garth or I know much about mudding, and we certainly don’t know about repairing walls we’ve just ripped to shreds by removing wall paper that was adhered with super glue to unprimed walls. For this reason, I am glad our expert started with the impossible task, even if it did leave our poor kitchen waiting.  As Garth started to show in the last post, the hall looks great now.  The walls have been smoothed and painted with a warm gray– it feels very clean and calm to walk down the stairs or in the front door.  Though I am enjoying the feeling that something that seemed un-fixable has been fixed, now my attention is further drawn to the other un-fixable area of the hall– the banister.

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The banister that leads up our staircase has been treated with a crackle/antiqued looking paint job.  I think this textured look was chosen to disguise the nicks and gouges in the wood that keep it from appearing completely smooth.  This visual trick does work, but the crackle paint is too much for me in our little hallway.

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Once we had keys to our house Garth and I both started to attack different areas.  He ran to the hardware store for paint stripper and applied it generously to the bottom half of the banister, waited the recommended amount of time, and tried to strip the crackle paint away.  It came off in places and hung tight in others.  I would later reapply the stuff and try this myself.  More paint was removed but even more stuck to the banister.  Ugh.

After trying to sand the paint down with no success I worked on the upper portion by hand, using a retractable razor blade to gently scrape away the top crackled layer.  Some came off, most stayed behind.  In this way, I have been spending ten to thirty minutes a day scraping at the banister and nothing will come off without a fight.

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I am stuck on this small portion of the house with no great solutions.  Have any of you ever successfully removed this kind of paint treatment?  I can’t seem to find the right trick, and the half chipped bannister looks even worse now that we have cleaned up the surrounding walls.  So, dear readers, lob your suggestions at me.  What do I do next to make the crackle paint go away for good?  Please, HELP.

Pushing Tin

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Now we’re cooking!  After a few weeks of spinning our wheels, our investment in a drywall genie paid off, and we were able to finish painting our front entry, staircase and upstairs hallway.  It felt so good to finish those walls after looking at ripped up wallpaper and drywall for the past three months.  After spending around 100 hours peeling, chiseling, steaming and tearing our wallpaper, every last bit is gone from our main living area.

What a relief.

When we finished painting on Friday, we put on clothing that wasn’t covered in paint, and went to the Humboldt Artisans craft fair, Eureka’s biggest handmade event of the year.  The craft fair takes place at our fairgrounds, and actually takes up all four of the main buildings with hundreds of vendors from all over the county.

We passed up plenty of mushroom-themed pottery and redwood burl bowls as we hunted for holiday gifts.  We visited with a friend who makes ceramic jewelry and sampled local pepper jelly and lemon curd.  If Humboldt County loves anything, it’s handmade stuff.

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We knew that one of the contributors to my new book, 1000 Ideas for Creative Reuse was going to be at the fairgrounds, and we eventually found him in the last building we checked in.  John Hardin, AKA Tin Can Luminary lives near Redway, California and makes elaborate light fixtures out of old tin cans that he cuts with a torch, deforms and braises with a beautiful patina (you’ll pardon my lack of sophisticated metalshop talk).  I first encountered his work at the incomparable Gallery of Functional Art in Santa Monica.  I thought that some of his small votive luminaries would make swell gifts for friends and family.

When we found his booth, Claire nudged me and pointed at one of his large chandeliers at the back of his booth.  The answer to our lighting prayers.

In addition to the wallpaper and sponge painting, the most glaring (no pun intended) things in the house that ran counter to our taste were the lighting fixtures.. fussy aged copper-colored vine-y modern faux-craftsman things that didn’t appeal to us in the least.  We replaced the large one in our dining room with a black crystal chandelier, but we couldn’t figure out what to do in the entryway.  We wanted to do something that was grand, funky and handmade.  It had to be somewhat elegant, though.  We were staring at the solution, and it was made out of recycled tin cans.

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We bought the big chandelier and installed it the next day.  Our new chandelier is the first thing visitors will see when they enter the house.  It’s a classy riff on a baroque chandelier, but it still radiates the warmth of a familiar, handmade object.  It makes the room.  I’m going to let Claire go into more depth soon about the warm gray colors we chose for the entry, and after all of our artwork has been installed, we’ll be able to do the next big reveal.

In the meantime, is anybody out there in the market for a couple of fussy aged copper-colored vine-y modern faux-craftsman lighting fixtures?

UPDATE!  You can contact John via his Tin Can Luminary profile on MySpace

My Road to RECOVER-y

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A couple of weeks ago Garth went out of town and left the me alone with the house.  When Garth leaves for a weekend everything changes.  I don’t eat at regular times, I stay up working on things most of the night– things get done and I generally wear myself out.  When he is home I can at least be convinced that it is time to go to bed before by midnight.

I decided that in his absence I would take on my first ever upholstery job.

I love working with fabric and I also like figuring out how to make or fix something myself.  In this way re-upholstery satisfied both my creative/studio itch and my need to keep accomplishing things around the house.

I had three pieces of furniture in the house at that moment that I intended to reupholster and they ranged in difficulty and price from smallish and cheap, to large and extremely complicated.

I choose to begin tearing apart a chair we picked up at a garage sale for five dollars.  The chair was in solid shape, but the upholstery that it came with was hideous, faded, and stained.  Not only was this an affordable piece of furniture for me to begin experimenting on, it seemed like I could only improve it by removing the original fabric.

We have had this chair kicking around the house almost since we moved in and I was determined that it could eventually look good enough to go in the living room.  It took me a very long time to decide what fabric should be used for this job.  I hunted the local fabric shops and couldn’t come up with anything quite snappy enough, so I began to search the internet.  I can’t quite tell you how many fabric sites I scrolled through, but the hunt was becoming tedious– nothing tickled my fancy.

Our new couch is leather and kind of masculine, so it struck me that this dainty little chair needed to hold up next to that couch and not be too prissy.  Somehow this train of thought led me to houndstooth.  I love a houndstooth print, but I also like exaggerated patterns so I searched the internet to find the perfect large houndstooth–there weren’t a ton of choices but I ended up locating this print and ordering a swatch.  Most sites will send you a swatch if you have the patience to postpone your project for a bit, this was not a problem for me since we have about one hundred projects started in the house and four or five actually completed.

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When I had approved my swatch I ordered five yards of the fabric after consulting this upholstery chart and choosing the chair that most resembled mine.

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To begin this project I assumed a couple of things about upholstery:

1.  If I carefully remove each piece of fabric I can use the pieces as patterns for the new fabric.

2.  If I meticulously note (and photograph if necessary) the order in which the fabric comes off the chair I can re-upholster by following the exact opposite order.

These two rules turned out to work as I expected.

I first attacked the chair using a flathead screw driver and pliers.  I began to pry up the edges of the upholstery with the screwdriver (taking care not to scatch the exposed wood on the arms and legs of the chair).  It took several hours to completely skin the chair and remove all the staples that held the fabric in place.  During this process I took notes about which piece of fabric I removed from where and the order that they should be replaced.

Once skinned, the large sheets of stuffing that surrounded the chair began to fall away.  I labeled each pile of fuzz so I could return it to it’s rightful location when the job was finished.

Now that the chair was naked, I checked the under-structure to be sure it was sturdy.  In this case there was no need for any gluing and clamping to prevent it from falling apart later.

At this point I spread out my fabric and laid my pattern pieces (the fabric I had just removed) out to plan my cutting.  With my large print, I needed to pay attention to the direction I laid each pattern piece to ensure that the design would be running in the same direction on all sides of the chair– one oddly placed pattern piece can ruin the entire illusion of the houndstooth.

I did not have to do much actual sewing to re-upholster this chair, the bulk of the work was stretching fabric and stapling it in place.  The minimal sewing that did take place was to sew the channels that hold stuffing and run down the front of the chair back and making piping that is used to hide all the horrible looking staples that it takes to hold upholstery fabric in place.  Piping is essentially a little rope stitched into a strip of fabric.  On a chair or couch it often runs along the edges of the fabric to make the piece look nice and finished.

To make the piping I simply pulled the little rope out of the piping from the original upholstery and folded it into a long strip of my houndstooth fabric.  Using the zipper foot on my sewing machine to stitch as close to the enclosed rope as possible, I made exactly enough piping to add the finishing touches to my chair.

Now that I had all my pieces cut and my piping ready I began to put the fabric back on the chair.  I first grabbed the fuzzy stuffing pieces from the labeled piles and stapled them in place using just a couple of staples– once the fabric was on it would hold everything in place.  At this point I returned to my notes and slowly began reattaching the fabric.  To attach the fabric to the chair I used a staple gun.  This was a slow process as it required placing the fabric just right, stapling a bit and then pulling the fabric tight to ensure that it laid flat and smooth.

Once everything was secure, smooth and stapled in place I turned to my piping and carefully stapled it around the edges of the chair, hiding any unsightly staples to the best of my ability.

I am pretty proud of my results.  The chair looks much better in the room and I am now confident that I can do this again (in fact, I just got the new fabric for our white couch in the mail!).

Garth already scolded me for not taking step by step photos of my process, and I apologize.  When I begin to work on the couch I will take process photos to better explain this step-by-step.  In the meantime, start hunting for your own fix-er-up chair.  This was fun and it completely transformed the chair.

If I can do this so can you!

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*The lovely painting above my new chair is by the amazing Jen Bandini, recent Smithsonian Portrait Competition finalist.

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