Monday, October 6, 2014

One Wall, One Room,

How long does it take to complete one simple project?  My answer to that is, "It all depends how many "life" interruptions you have, and how many people are ahead of you on your helper's schedule."

This post picks up where this post left off.

As you may remember this flue wall used to have have a gas fireplace that had been decorative (non-functioning) for the last 37 years that I know of, and probably way longer than that.  

This is the piece intended for that wall after the mantel had been removed and the firebox hole was covered over.

I am happy to report it is now in place.  ( Not a one person job for sure, and considering I was post surgery, my brother had to handle the bulk of the job by himself.)

The two windows that flank the bed are on a diagonal in the bay.  I have had venetian blinds on these windows for many years.  Somewhere along the line I broke the wands. Since then they have remained perpetually open.  (Somewhat of an inconvenience in a bedroom.)
I finally ordered new blinds.  This time in wood and without wands.

In addition to hanging the oversized art, my brother hung the blinds on either side of the bed, and one more on another wall.  (That white dot you see at the very top is a piece of foam packing that I neglected to remove prior to picture taking.)  I know you are wondering, and the answer is, yes, it is still up there.  These things take just the right moment and that moment has not arrived yet.

The chair arm protruding into the picture on the right was there on trial.  It is not staying.  I also will be on the lookout for bedding.  If you are interested in seeing other angles of this room you can check here, here, and here.  I have not found what I want over the dresser yet and I have a few other details to address, but this is progress.

I would prefer to have taken a shot with the blinds open, but the light was too strong.

The quirky part of this whole bedroom remodel is that I had the fruit/floral pillows before I started any of this.  Someone gave me the fabric years ago.  I had it made into pillows that I thought I would sell with some of my painted pieces.  Obviously that did not happen, so I decided I would use them myself.  They became my "inspiration" for all my color choices for this room.  Now that everything is almost complete, I no longer like them in this room.  Oh, the irony of it all! 

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