Flea markets, tag sales, collectives…….the thrill of the hunt – made all the more exciting when looking for a particular item!!!
Once again having small people in my life on a regular basis has focused this ‘Nona’ on vintage high chairs and low chairs.
The little ones love to have a choice of their own special places to sit!
Surfaces, layered with paint, worn by time and loving use are so appealing to me. As I have aged I have come to appreciate the signs of wear on cherished belongings… and beloved faces – they all have a story to tell.
what mother’s hand polished the back of this high chair by pushing her little ones up to the table…
how many dishes scraped across this French metal table top as summer meals were cleared
when was this molding removed from its original home and fashioned into a picture frame
why was this oval frame meticulously stripped, leaving just a beauty mark of old paint
who were the small girls who slept in these beds, perhaps scarring the paint during pillow fights
which young girl sat with her brush and mirror at this small vanity, dreaming….
where was the bouquet placed that had been so carefully arranged
and where now the baby, who once was pushed in the stroller
who turned this door knob in hopes of finding a child home for a visit on the other side…paint chipped perhaps by wedding bands long worn
so many questions, so many stories to tell……….
do you have a favorite story to tell, a number one
perhaps a number two??????
Having little to recommend it other than a sentimental attachment, the green chair hovered around the edges of the design project. Should we use it just because it is available….? The chair languished in several different storage spots…..
until inspiration struck in the form of a picture in a magazine
gorgeous ‘blanc’ Belgian linen was sourced
old upholstery was stripped, legs were refinished to a light espresso, and design elements identified
the results: a fabulous chair
and a very happy client (and designer)!