Monday, June 16, 2014

Rorschach Walls or If These Walls Were Therapists


I once had a doctor, dead over one hundred years, tell me, through a channel, that I like to be surrounded by color because inside I am full of color. Well, thank you, doctor, I absolutely enjoy being surrounded by color and I will take your word for it about my insides. From that point on, I never made excuses about the brightly colored house I was painting, not even when the Sears deliveryman thought I was racist for "remembering" him until he saw my lime green hallway and replied, "Yes, I have been here before, I remember." Not when my friends think my husband is going to leave me because whatever project I show them is too colorful or too bold or too whatever they were implying. And certainly not when people try to talk me out of the brighter color and to consider something more neutral. No! Lime and chartreuse and shocking pink forever! See: my insides, bitches!

So when I came home after seeing this pin on the pinterest and proceeded to just go for it, the only thing that actually surprised me was that I wasn't like this in all aspects of my life.
I saw the above pin and literally grabbed a paint brush and a small bottle of craft paint that I had lying around and started painting. It took me ninety minutes. And I never paused to rethink or ponder my decision, I just painted until black ran down my hand and my cuticles were stained. I didn't even pause to change clothes, ruining a black t-shirt. (Maybe not ruined, but if you see me wearing it, don't point out the weird drip seen when the light hits it).

Here's a before. I took this pic because my friend was telling me she wished she could finish a project she was working on so I immediately took a pic of my terrible, no good, very bad bedroom. (Also I refinished that frame, move the agave block print and squared off the missing plaster).
Wow. That before pic seriously looks like a flop house. For basset hounds.

So here's the after. No time for during. I was too fast and too sure of the outcome.
Meanwhile, other areas of my head are filled with doubts and negativity. I can't even pick out a stationery for myself. Though, honestly, designers of stationery have divided women into 3 super annoying groups, grandma (swirly Crane's initials with tuscan envelope inserts), uber preppy (pink initial with high heel and/or alligator), and twee (whimsical animals with umbrellas and top hats), and I am not those.

So, yeah, I'm impulsive design-wise and it's because I am confident in that area. That wall's two corners have a flat roof above and after eighty some years has been repaired and plastered so much it's bumpy and wavy and less a wall than a hallucination. But paint black spots on it and you can no longer see the imperfections, the white actually drops back leaving the black in the foreground making the wall seem square and perfect and lovely. (I don't owe $18,000 in student loans for nothin').

At the same time I became obsessed with black dots, I received an email from Joss and Main about a bohemian stuff sale. And I love bohemian stuff! I haven't been able to find the page, but somehow my brain managed to have a cache of the pic on my phone. No idea how that happened.
Those mirrors! I loved them. But, like most things that suck, they were not even for sale. They were a tease to get me to the sale. Sad Face. So like any abnormal overly confident, (in one area), type of lady, I bought some fabric and made some tassels and pom poms and made my very own.
(Also, I took these pics with my phone and I am too lazy to edit them).
1 yard of fabric, 4 yards of pom pom trim and a whole bunch of hand made tassels. Also a mirror that I already owned. (Tassel tutorials abound! Find one you like!)


I cleaned out my random yarn stash and just got busy. I also used embroidery floss that I bought at a yard sale making sure it didn't match. I hate it when things match. Obviously.
Here's the mostly finished peek at my bedroom. The ONE space I never even started. Even my closets are more interesting than my bedroom was. I eventually recovered the basset tuffet with a grey Ikea fabric. It's the means with which Barkley gets on and off the bed and it needed some action. Also, I really need to paint that bedside table, but more likely I will get rid of it and replace it with something less. It looks like an anvil in there.

So, what've we learned here, Bootsi? Maybe in the future we just go for whatever makes us happy? Standing on my bed, covered in black paint and feeling really good about what I was creating not giving one second over to any doubts or negativity or fears, just existing in the moment. Because failure is no biggie. Mistakes are a part of life, they are what make us interesting. So, go for it and do the thing you're afraid of. And if you do make a mistake, there's always black paint.

Monday, June 9, 2014

Obsessed: The random edition

I've been working on something for awhile now. And because it's about facing my fears and all that, I have sought to avoid it. And my mind has become obsessed with many completely different things. Out of avoidance.

Like that gorgeous natural dip-dyed drop cloth above!

And turmeric dye! (That extra "r" seems new to me).
Also, Vintage Hmong fabric!
These curtains!
(Magical Thinking by UO sold out)
Which led to these tassels!
And then my cousin pinned Wide Washi tape! The link is for 4" wide, but the shoppe also sells 8"!
And then, because my mind makes no sense, tiny swimming pools!
In my mind they all make sense together, I swear.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Thirteen Tiny Bedroom Inspirations or Sleeping in the Beauty

My bedroom is very small. And due to the fact that I just tear down walls whenever I feel the slightest bit of ennui, it is currently without drywall in some spots. So I've been staring and then searching for inspiration and then staring some more. And here's the problem, my bedroom is small. Like, tiny. It measures around 11' x 11'. And according to most sources, could fit inside the closet of a "small bedroom." I'm having trouble finding examples, is what I'm saying. "Small" to someone living in the midwest, where their kitchen is the same size as my house, 784 sqft, is much bigger than my "small." In California, and certainly Los Angeles, a 2400 sqft house in my neighborhood would start at 1.2 million. And my neighborhood isn't that posh! People move to it because the "housing prices are so much lower!"

So, here we stand, me trying to redo a tiny space with little to no inspriation. And you wondering what I'm gonna do about it. First, I need to change my search word from "small" to "tiny" and then I'm gonna try to collect all the prettiest small spaces I can find.

Starting with, bedrooms! If you have space for a sofa, you are too big!

I have always liked this room, light and lovely. But a bit too lacy for me and my husband. He's not fond of "shabby chic nightmares," which is why I need my own bedroom!
Now you're talkin'. An actual small space! Probably in someplace like New York or Boston. And they have what looks to be a four-poster bed! So you can't say it's a no-no, it works here!
One of the ways I know the rooms are actually small and not just staged small for a catalog is that the rooms are hard to photograph. If the bed is cropped or the view is from above, it is a truly small room. And this one has similar lighting to my space and painted floors! And is that a double-door entry? Lovely! (Check out the details of this room at the link below, they will blow you away!)
I like the storage in this one, but it looks like the room itself is rather large. Those little bed side tables, though, are awesome! And bookshelves in the bedroom is always a win.
This one could totally work for us. Simple color scheme, danish modern furniture, tv on the wall...and those sconces!
Cottage style! Exactly what I'm looking for. Because it's really cheap to reproduce!
I have a similar problem with my room layout...the bedside table sits a few inches from the dresser. Leaving a funny space. Which is where I keep the dirty clothes. Here it actually looks pretty.
Wow! Gorgeous! Pattern! and art without looking cluttered.
And more wow...this bedroom is in a closet. And surrounded by mirrors...
Still wow, but in a convent sort of way...I wouldn't mind living in this space...Austerity works sometimes...
Oooooh! Put those hands together! It's like the austere metal bed, with the glam and color! Perfect! 
This room is entirely too impractical for me. But I love it so much. It tells a story to me somehow and makes me want to grab a book and read. 
I found a ton more pretty, tiny spaces, but I didn't want to bore you. Especially if you have one of those immense bedroom and you're having trouble filling it with furniture. My plight must sound downright quaint! But if you care, check them out on Pinterest:

and

Right now I'm working on drawing my room in AutoCAD so I can mess around with the space and then also have a design to show my husband. So he knows how long we'll be sleeping in the living room...

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

The Day of the Bed or Dia de los Duerme

Whilst perusing the images of painted floors on Pinterest, I became enamored with the iron beds I saw. And painted floor + iron bed made my  heart grow three sizes! Especially for my tiny bungalow house!

The above pic stunned me! Tiny room, giant bed; beautiful!

Then there's this one with the clapboard walls (and turquoise!):
What if the bed were painted? Love.
This one is a little bit Spanish and lovely:
Another giant bed in a tiny room...It looks amazing! I could do this!
Another austere example. It looks so clean! 
Sadly, I know my bedroom will never be white, but I can dream...
When all else fails, make your own...this one includes instructions to make your dream bed...
Since my bathroom is done and my kitchen is finished, I now get to focus on my bedroom. Which, according to my design instructor is the first room you should do...

It's easier to write checks and make decisions if you're sitting in your perfectly design bedroom...right?!


Pops of Color! or One Color to Rule Them All

I've been exploring the idea of not having every surface in my home covered in color. Which is new. Maybe it's also the trend? I don't know. But these mostly neutral rooms with a single splash of color are delightful!

The tricky part? Deciding on the color...

Because I love them all... 










Monday, June 2, 2014

Plywood Walls or White Plys (Vision Dreams of Passion)

I'm still searching for the perfect walls for my bedroom. I like the exposed lath and plaster situation, painted white, of course. But we only want to do that to the interior walls of the bedroom, which leaves the exterior walls. Now these walls are trouble. The house is over 80 years old, and has had its share of leaks. So those walls are kinda...skanky. Due to the expanding and contracting of the wet lath, the plaster is no longer connected to the lath. It kind of floats in front of it. And under the window, where my feet occasionally dangle off the bed and push into the cracked plaster, it has been removed.

So my options are drywall...myself...and spend an eternity mudding the walls and sanding until I get perfection. Or come up with something else.

Anything else.

What about plywood?

When done correctly, it looks nice. I'm not a huge fan of the yellow wood, so maybe I could whitewash it, keeping the grain...?

How does one find no knot plywood?
This is more like what I would end up with:
A little busy, but still natural. And there a cool built in shelf on the left!
Very simple, used as a headboard:
Oooh! Green stained!
I love this look with the mint bench! Industrial and yet vintage at the same time!
Mid century, anyone?
And danish modern:
And here's one of the only whitewashed plywood photos I could find:
I think it's the one, though! Wood grain and white and clean...exactly what I was hoping for in my tiny bedroom.

All images pinned to my Architectural Awesomeness Board on Pinterest.
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