A few months ago I was asked if I could recover a stool. I said yes, and then it went in my garage. Out of sight...out of mind...I was having major problems motivating myself to get after it. I think I just lacked the confidence to feel it would turn out okay. The owner had given me free reign with her only request being that I put Tracy's kitchen on it.This guy was a sight for sore eyes. It had obviously been in an auto parts store and showed all the wear and tear of such.
After a friendly inquiry from the owner about a week ago, I decided I'd better get myself in gear. What was the worst that could happen?? No matter what I did to it, it had to be an improvement over the torn vinyl and greasy foam. So I disassembled it, replaced the foam, painted a design on canvas and reassembled. The hardest part was trying to get the canvas stretched on correctly. I used an electric staple gun (which with me as the operator requires 2 hands) so the fabric is not as taunt as I would have liked. BUT....mission was accomplished, the owner was happy.
youre amazing me here . i knew you were crafty but WOW!
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