Monday, April 26, 2010
Let me tell you how all this began ...
A few years back, a friend of mine phoned me up with an idea. She had an old chair that she had purchased at a local second hand shop (for $14.99) that was truly loved by her cat.
Flipping through a magazine one day, she spotted a photo of an arm chair with an ever-so-lovely vivid sunflower with a glorious red background. Although the magazine chair was upholstered with that pattern, she had another idea.
"We should paint my chair", she exclaimed. Of course we meant me. I was up to her challenge. So, without thinking about it, I agreed to go to her house and give this painting idea a whirl.
Honestly, it had been years since I had painted. My mother kept telling me that I should take up painting again. She insisted that I was really good at it. Of course my mom would say that ~ she was my mom and was obligated to say such things, so I resisted. But now, I thought I'd give this challenge a whirl. I packed my paints and my smock in my car and drove the half hour trip to my friend's house.
We discussed subject matter for the chair, and we decided that I should attempt to do a Faux Gogh. A painted chair in honour of my favourite artist of all time, Vincent Van Gogh.
To make a long story short, the chair turned out beautifully, and the idea of reclaiming old chairs was serendipitously planted in my mind.
And the rest, they say is history.