When I first picked up these mission style end tables the plan was to paint and sell them as bedside tables. I had envisioned them in a creamy antique white with a French-inspired ink transfer or postmark or something romantic and swoony on top.
But after I got the primer and two coats of paint on I was out of steam and didn’t feel like working on them anymore. So, I set them aside and moved on to other projects.
weeks months later my girlfriend, April, asked if I had any small living room tables. AHA! So that’s why I’d lost my mojo on those suckers. We agreed they were a perfect compliment to her glass-topped coffee table.
So, the white was replaced with thirty-two coats of barn red. Okay, maybe it wasn’t that many coats but it sure felt like it.
At one point, I snapped a pic of the table top and texted it over to April. It was just about then that I decided ‘progress photos’ were not my friend. The next time we got together she cautiously asked if the tables had turned out orange. Apparently, the flash on my cell phone didn’t do the paint color much justice. I reassured her that the tables were, absolutely, positively, barn red just as she’d requested. I think she believed me…
What I didn’t tell her was that I’d taken some design liberty and added matte black around the lip of the table top and antiqued the sides with stain and dark wax.
The tops got the full poly-plus-wax treatment and now these tables are sitting pretty in April’s living room – where her coffee table awaits a similar paint job.
I don’t know why I ever thought they belonged in a bedroom. (shrug) What do I know?