OMG! I had to come home and tell you guys....
Remember the little blue painted PA blanket chest I loved last week? Look what this guy did to it!!! He KILLED it!
It was so adorable, old chalky dark blue paint: like my boxes!
...and my big chest/ trunk, purchased many years ago in PA. Yeah it's got chips, but look at this original blue blue blue paint!
The little blue flea market chest was also painted chippy tan inside; it had its original clunky key tied with a bit of calico rag.
It was sooo perfect.
I *told* the guy I was gonna come back for it today. No, no deposit, and we hadn't bargained the price exactly. But he knew I wanted it. I had the entire 200 dollars even in my pocket today.
I imagined it layered over my big blue chest, to look like this [and hide my copy paper etc]:
I didn't see it when I got there today. Then, on my second circuit, this abomination caught my eye. "Is it...? How could it be...?"
I carefully examined it: yep, the scalloped tin edging, the big dovetails, the hobnail and cut tin sunbursts.
But where was the glorious blue paint?
It made me sick. I wanted to cry. It now looks like a cheap c.1985 humidor for holding fake Cuban cigars. It is so bad---shellac?---that it now has zero value, ZERO. I'd think twice before I took it home from the dumpster if it was free. It would be hard to even repaint it now, with the heavy coat of shellac. And he sanded the patina of the tin trim.
I also found the pretty seashell sewing basket again. The woman was firm at 20.oo. The shells are loose, it isn't worth 20.oo---and I was just too sad to buy it, or anything else.
The good news is I have two of my doll quilts listed now on both etsy and eBay, whichever someone might prefer, if interested.
And the thrift shop had goodies, I have to return in day or two when I 've recovered from paint-stripping shock.
gone to the beach...
|look! Gully is here! Upper left|