Gorilla Glue and Glitter

I am humbled and in awe when I look at the other One Room Challenge participants. The wealth of  ability so many have to put pen to paper, needle to fabric, paint to wall. I do any of the above and the end result looks like a hyper active kindergartner  hopped up on Lucky Charms just did it and is now passed out under the table. The kindergartner has an excuse. I don't. I just flat can't make my hands do what my brain says. And so while those with talent and ability are making tangible progress. All I can say is, "I checked in with the work room". 

The chairs did come back. All of the frames were tightened.

The chairs that needed new cane seats have gotten them and the hand work is beautiful.

 The new caned seats are only slightly lighter then their original counter parts.

The chairs are dinged and scratched from age. Five of the chairs are exactly the same the sixth appears to have been a hand carved addition and you can see the differences in wood species. The chairs came from Neal Auction Co. in New Orleans. They are lovely to work with and the histories that come with some of the pieces are fabulous. 

Eight matted pages from a 19th century seed catalog will be the on walls. Working out how to display them with out great expense and damage to the walls took time. 

In spite of the presence of the picture molding I was getting impatient and frustrated with what I thought should be a simple solution, clips at the end of wires. "We can make custom clips for you Mrs. Falls",  if I am going to blow my wad on custom it is not going to be on clips. Even if they are hand wrought at the end of a rainbow during the vernal equinox by tinker fairies. 

Ta- da! $40 later minimal wall trauma. You have to trust me here.... It is gonna work.

Now, we are at the end.  What happened to the Gorilla Glue and glitter? The table I thought was too "new" looking.

The children made their mark. Gorilla Glue was brought out to repair one of the 25 painted ceramic figurines from the paint your own pottery store.  Enter the 8 year old who says to  the 5 year old, "let's  paint our nails with this glitter nail polish and add a little sparkle to the damaged figurine". All going down on my table.