They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and my eyes behold a whole lot of treasure in what some see as trash. There ain’t no such thing as JUNK to me.
Getting our fall on down at the Junk in the Trunk (and then some) in downtown Yakima, Wa. In doing so I try to keep my “junk” pretty eccletic in style and just a little quirky too. For instance the two drawer dresser againt the wall has had both drawers stained inside and then painted on sides to match that glorious olive green cabinet. To me leaving a drawer unpainted is like leaving the house with no lipstick on and that ain’t good!!!!!
I love SUMMER!!!!! As I bask in the warmth of the summer sun, I allow myself to breath in full bore the smell of bbq, lavender, sun block and bug repellent.
But the very, very, very best part of summer is YARD SALES, they have an aromatherapy all their own. Oh that sweet smell of summer sweat and the desperation to sell “junk” is addictive. Nothing compares to pulling up to a curb and wanting to jump out the car, long before it’s parked.
This is where I confess I suffer from a severe case of “junk-a-mania”. If I see a curbside freebie, that only feeds my junk addiction. The junkier, the better. The uglier, the more fun the challenge to make a pretty again. I actually consider myself a kind of “plastic surgeon” for the worn and discarded pieces of yesteryear.
Because I have no desire to attend a 12 step program for “junk-a-maniacs”, I have decided to own my need to re-vive, retweek, and emerse myself in the memories of past.
I proudly own the stain under my fingernails and when I wear my paint stained clothing I’m kinda inviting others to give that “your mama dresses you funny” stare.
In fact I have decided to celebrate my “flea bitten/flea market” affliction and sell my trash/treasure in my own little “Junk in the Trunk” (and then some) booth inside a local antique mart.
Summer has just started and already been so good to me and I hope for all you other “junk-a-maniacs” your summer days are filled with curbside freebies, flea markets and barn sales galore.
In my opinion pretty much everything has a purpose (or repurpose) and there is a purpose (again repurpose) for everything.
So think about this the next time you are tempted to pass up that curbside “freebie”, don’t pass it up, pick it up instead.
This old empty console “freebie” still had style and good bones.
The first thing I did was clean it up and shop for fabric. I found the beautiful paisley and started ripping the old screen out then putting the new in.
After emptying any remnants left over in the gutted cabinet, my dear husband built in shelves. I sanded, repainted top sliding panels and painted hardware.
The finished piece makes for a really pretty and unique buffet. So when the glassware and china is pulled out for the family holiday dinner, it’s gonna be served up with style.
I was so excited when I found this gargantuan, not so delicate Mediterranean gem. With missing pulls and a really bad paint job, she was still one big bold beauty in my eyes. So with this in mind I christened her “Gaudy Maudy”.
As it turned out I had a friend who really wanted “Maudy” and kind of had some color choices in mind. I researched other pieces that were similar and we decided on a beautiful lagoon color. Actually I ended up using Rustoleum spray paint and it went on great.
Here is where I must express gratitude for google, pinterest and those hardworking other junker’s who are so willing to share there works and techniques.
I found a site on how to apply glaze. I purchased some at Home Depot and they also added the black color there. I found the glazing process to be fairly easy and just a little messy. It worked great to draw the eye from subtle flaws and added a lot of depth.
One thing I discovered in process of rehab was that I only had four of the original drawer pulls. I searched high and low but never did find originals. So had to opt for plan B and replace all with what I could find and that would atleast kind of replicate that mediterranean vibe. It took a little ingenuity and a hacksaw but we made do the best we could.
The finished piece turned out pretty well I think and per request from “Gaudy Maudy’s” new owner we added the red paint to sides of drawers, for just a little more drama!!!!
While out on yard sale patrol, a good friend and I came upon these long lost, but not so forgotten memory makers from days gone by.
I better stipulate right here, that I am one nostalgic old hippie. I love life today, look forward to all the future has to offer and I do so because I celebrate the past.
One thing I have learned throughout the years is that in addition to the visual, the melodic sound of yesteryear provides a much needed music to the soul.
So, needless to say when I see an old radio/record player or better yet 8track on somebodies curbside, I have an overwhelming need to hear the sound of music once again.
On the larger of the two console’s I enjoyed listening to the owner’s own Xanadu of memories on vinyl.
The smaller stereo encased within an 8track, which for me brings back many a memory indeed, not only of the era but of those lost but never forgotten.
After a wonderful day of restoration, I sit basking in the glory of a well worn much much beloved Carole King record, helping me to remember that is in memory we are able to find “Rhymes & Reasons”.
You know you suffer from “Junk-a-Mania” when you;
1. can’t pass a wrecking/junk yard without breaking into a cold sweat.
2. peruse craigslist at least twice daily for “free” stuff.
3. painstakingly map out your yardsale route, so as to not miss that one piece of trash, you know you got to have.
4. almost throw your friend out of the car while on approach, but not yet to yardsale curb and in park (to ensure she obtains that broken down table you see another eyeing).
5. your all glassy eyed and look goofier than usual when your talking really good “junk”.
6. wear your oil/paint stain clothing, fingernails with a tinge more pride than embarrassment, while out shopping.
These are just a few of the symptoms affiliated with “Junk-a-Mania, there are too many to list.
Oh and for those of us who love to re-tweek our junk. There is always the before and after pics, we just gotta snap.
This is my latest from yesterday. I made my own chalk-paint and saved probably 80% in doing so. I also discovered JB Weld and it worked so much better than putty for a broken table leg.
In regards to most things in life, I still got a lot to learn.
When it comes to refurbishing the old, worn but with lot’s of character (just like me) pieces from the past I need all the schooling I can get. With that in mind, I’m not past asking those who’ve been doing this longer than myself for advice. I’m really enjoying seeing how others light up when they get to share there knowledge.
Another source I have found to be a God sent is google. You better believe I google anything and everything in regards to technique, colors and repurposing too.
The pics atop are amongst my first attempts with chalk-paint. That stuff is expensive!!!! But I discovered after further educating (googling) myself that you can make your own. I also discover this stuff is great for those of us students with the attention span of a gnat. No sanding necessary, quick to dry and after wax application, makes you feel like almost an “A” student (not that I got to experience that feeling much in school).
This old dresser may have been a sight for sore eyes to some. But not for me. In fact when I got a glimpse of this relic I envisioned all the possibilities that come with, sanding painting and a little imagination.
This piece was going to allow me the opportunity to peak past just paint and see what could be done with Mod Podge. I had not ever tried it up to this point. I could hardly wait to drop a little Mod Podge and Dollar Store gift wrap (because I’m all about saving a buck) on those drawers. The process was a little time consuming and for me messy. In general though I loved learning a new technique and was quite happy when my vision became reality.