Thank you. Gee who knew that those nude duds would bring on such a response. Number two seems to be the favorite. Though the comments for number one appealed to me: Softer, less classical, color tones less have an older feel, not as muscular... anyway the comments regarding both of them made me "see" how different the two nude charcoal drawing really are. I am going for number one.
Off to have it framed...
We found another armoire. Most antique French armoire "break down" since they are wooden pegged instead of nailed. The first armoire we bought did not "break down" and it could not fit up the stairwell, though measured wise it should have. But it didn't. Since we didn't expect it not to fit, we could have had hired a automatic ladder lift, then it could have passed through the window. But time didn't permit that. And since we didn't have a place to store it, we had to haul it back home nine hours.
The new old armoire we found in Paris. It is not my favorite, but it will do. I thought to paint it. But the wood has been cared for, as if it had been loved. I don't know how to explain it. I usually buy only painted furniture... and yet this piece seems to tell me, "Don't paint me." What do you think?
The console we hung by the window, the sofa/canape (Juliet) will go alongside of it. The canape won't be ready until the first week of December.
I found the wooden 1700s wooden painted statue of Saint Jean the Baptist at Port Vanves Brocante last month. Today we attached the head. Though I forgot to take a photo of the finished product. Or maybe it was because I was cooking dinner and taking a photo of the statue got lost between chopping onions and pouring a glass of wine.
The kitchen chandelier arrived last month. But as the apartment had renters (Elizabeth and then Lorna) the decorating went on hold along with taking photos. I love that chunky monkey chandelier, I want to find tiny lampshades for it.
Though these handmade metallic ones from ETSY might be the chic way to go.
The map of Paris, floor to ceiling.
The gilded wooden monstrance looking thing I bought at a small antique shop near our apartment in Paris. A pair of tall candlesticks and a brand new dresser that looks old from Maison du Monde. Setting up an altar it seems.
The barber stand is a not so pratical night stand. Go ahead shake your head.
Some things never change. The brocante bug makes me do these things. I cannot help myself. I would rather have history and beauty then practical... except when it comes to the kitchen and water.
I cannot be practical every step of the way. The other side of the bed has a night stand.
We will see how long this impractical charm last.
I am looking for barber things to add to the hooks, and a pocket watch too, since it has a place for one.
The apartment is livable, functional... and now it is starting to feel like a home. The interior design is coming along... nearly done. It is missing a few things. Not much. I have my list: A rug, a coffee table, lampshades...
I am working on this corner, and tomorrow adding the finishing touches to a wall paper panel project that I am making. Hopefully I will remember to take photos.
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