I had to laugh at myself yesterday. For a few days, I have been traveling up and down our staircase with a yogurt-container filled with Oyster Bisque paint, happily covering over chipped paint, smears, and — horror of horrors – even dirt that could have been removed with a little elbow grease.
Then it hit me. I’m whitening the stairs.
After months, and more months, of wanting to do this, planning to do this, hoping to do this, and NOT doing this, the exploration of white* just let it happen. One stair at a time.
As for the shrunken and distressed muslin curtains, which I made when we first moved in here, I no longer feel compelled to replace them (with curtains made with PRE-WASHED fabric). I am loving that gap. Look how it allows the light to glow through! I am loving the darkened rim of the hem. And I am especially loving the holes where daily life and sun have worn the fabric through.
I am not even trying to understand why I love the worn curtains and am not loving the chipped off paint on treads and balusters. I don’t have to be consistent in these matters, do I?
*in the ‘What-If’ online class over at Spirit Cloth
P.S. This is my 500th post. Am I supposed to celebrate?! 500th post, and second EVER, from my laptop.
aren’t the stories our homes can whisper to us wonderful if only we take the time to listen?
I’ve been enjoying your exploration of white. I love how it is affecting you throughout your life… home. The curtains are just starting to show their true beauty! Oh, and congrats on your 500th post!!
i tend to start loving things the way they are when i don’t want to do anything about them. your curtains have a wonderful glow…
Congratulations on your 500th post Dee!
I think you have demonstrated well that things progress in relation to our experiences. I have always loved varying degrees of white and have been eager to see you reveal new inspirations and insights on the subject. Keep going . . . 1,000 is just sitting there waiting for you.