Most of the furniture pieces I’ve completed lately belonged to other people. Even when the piece comes from my inventory, once it’s selected for a client and we start the design process it moves from the unfinished queue to the commissioned column in my fancy mental tracking system.
So, although I maintain creative control of all projects in the shop it’s been awhile since I’ve worked on something that was 100% my own design.
For a few months a second-hand metal aquarium stand had been in my way in the shop. Intentionally, it took up space in front of my tool table because I knew exactly what to do with it. In my head, it was the first item under the completed column of created items.
In reality, it was just a spot to stack crap on.
But, if I could find the time to get to it I knew how gorgeous it would be! All it needed was some sanding and priming to tackle a few rust spots.
And once I touched up the black paint, I’d grab some left over carsiding from the laundry room project, rip it down to remove the tongue and grooving and build a flat table top.
With some cross bracing, I would attach it to the metal lip where that fish tank used to sit.
Then, I’d do the same with the bottom shelf, drilling holes through the existing metal cross straps to secure the wood slats.
All in all, I figured this would take about a day, at most. But it’d be a good month before I could get around to it. And since no one was waiting for it, there was no rush.
Every time I stubbed my toe on the dang thing I’d imagine it complete. Not once did I deviate from the original design. I just knew what it was supposed to look like. (this doesn’t always happen – actually, it rarely happens)
Once it was all assembled, I’d sand down the wood and prep it for stain. A dark, rustic walnut would look great with the flat black metal. Some added hardware on the ends would tie it all together.
After it was sealed and waxed I knew it wouldn’t take long to find a new home. Certainly not as long as it had sat waiting for some love in the shop.
I was right. About 10 minutes after I shot this photo, the guy from next door came by to carry it home to his wife.
It was exactly what she didn’t even know she wanted for her dining room.
Turns out, she’d been looking for it for a while. Good thing I finally got around to creating it for her.