A new career in fakery beckons. I made the chair to go outside but half under shelter, knowing that Ash doesn’t take to wet conditions. A few years later it could be taken for an antique, after a few more coats of Danish oil.
In the last post I showed a pile of Ash bits left over from chair making. In the end I decided I needed a place to put my clothes at night instead of the old blue dining chair that clashed with room. The seat is made up of four pieces of wood and the legs have just got the traces of my tell-tale bark. Much better, as the cupboard to the right is now in the process of being painted partially white too.
I decided to see if I could make a small bench from pieces left over from chair making, but I haven’t solved the jigsaw puzzle yet. I sat outside the shed and loved the light on the flax, roses and other plants then came inside as it got colder. Instead of closing the curtains I put off the lights and watched for bats, but there were only my own creations flying around. I’ll be generous and assume it was the cold and not the neighbour’s light polution that kept them away.
Some of the early furniture I made (in the spare bedroom from wood offcuts) is still in use 40+ years later. Some of it was made from wood taken from even older furniture that was just being thrown away. Some, like these, just gets re-purposed. We are decorating the hall, so adapted the old telephone table/directory store/shoe stand to be a little bench with the shoes underneath. Ruth had the idea of part painting these white and we agreed what would and wouldn’t be done. We are pleased with the result.