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Tragic Tuesday (see, I told you!)

As you know I live in Los Angeles.  I rely on the sunny warm weather to be able to work outside year round and to speed up the drying time on my projects.

But yesterday morning disaster struck!  I woke to discover that the sky was some odd, non-blue color and WATER WAS FALLING FROM IT!

I took a picture so you all could all share in the horror.

None of us knew what to do.  And clearly, until this apocalypse subsided, I was not going to be able to work in the garage sanding and sawing as I’d planned.

So it was coaster and block construction time in order to prep for both Rose Bowl and Unique LA.

Today the sun came back again (and we could, at last, put the trauma of yesterday behind us and go on with our lives) and I was able to snap a few pics of my newest acquisition.

I’d vowed to lay off on getting new furniture but this one was free!  And I can never say no to free!

It has those great, elegant legs and I’m digging the scalloped edge detail on the top

Now the question is, what to do with it?  Usually my furniture starts off in really bad shape but this one, not so much.  It’s got some minor nicks and tiny discolorations but, overall it’s fine.  It seems kinda silly to paint it.  I’m wondering if I should just put some attractive paper under the glass to brighten it up and call it good.  What do you think?

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About cheltenhamroad

I’ve been surrounded by amazingly creative people my whole life. My mom can, and does, make anything. The family has on occasion speculated that she just whipped up my dad one day when she discovered some left over fabric and stuffing. My three sisters have mad skills ranging from needlework to cooking to out and out ART. My father’s desk when I was growing up had a model train set going around it, oh, and he made that desk-from scratch. I’m the youngest and, as you can imagine, it’s a hard series of acts to follow. Truth be told, I’ve spent many, many years suppressing the creative instincts I learned at home. But I realized (rather late in life) that few things bring me more joy than making and creating. For the longest time when I went to stores I didn’t think, “I want that” I thought, “I can make that.” And, with a deep breath and a leap, I’ve started on a very new, kinda scary path. I’ve given up my steady, dependable (dull!) corporate life to spend my days happily humming away in my garage designing, creating, painting, decoupaging and sawing and, since this blog will be an honest take on things, there is also a fair amount of tripping, spilling and swearing. Through this blog I hope to share with you the struggles and (hopefully) triumphs of a very non-businessy business person. I also hope to make this blog a resource for people who like to work with their hands and who are, like me, always looking at things and thinking “I could make that!” I’ve lived many places since I left Cheltenham Road; I currently live in Los Angeles California. So, with this preamble- Welcome to Cheltenham Road! Please come on over and make yourself comfortable – the place is always open.

6 responses »

  1. That is a gorgeous table! I wouldn’t do much with it either, nice paper under the glass would look great.

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  2. David, I would paint the legs and support either black or dark grey and leave the apron of the table as is. I think this would bring it up to date a bit. Howard’s Restor-a-finish would work wonders on the scratches around the top. Definitely some cool paper under the glass. Great table…can’t believe it was free! Hurry up…I wanna see the “after!”

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  3. Gee, I don’t know if I’d paint it, I might clean up the scratches and then stain it a darker color to let the wood grain show through. For sure a cool paper or collage of cool images underneath…and leave it possible for the next owner to switch out the images!
    Phebe

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  4. It’s gorgeous, I wouldn’t paint it!

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  5. Unqualified as I feel offering aesthetic opinions, I marvel at the treasure your sister, Phebe made of the hand made end tables created by your father decades ago by papering under glass and changing the decor beneaqth as whim and season dictated. I’m for underglassing it and not painting. There’s your two cents’ worht, mister!

    Still Wondering if being a Cheaney or being Married to a Cheaney has an advantage over the other,

    David (‘Long Dave’) Engel, husband of above-mentioned sibling

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  6. Awesome table! I can’t wait to see what you do with it. I’d paint it, but then again i paint everything – dustin tells me it’s a sickness I have.

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