Chalk Painting
Being housebound is a great time to work on home-improvement projects. In the fall I started experimenting with chalk paint. Most of my furniture was dark. It was time for a change. My father was an antique dealer. Antiquing was his hobby, and as a dealer he could make it profitable as well as rotate his collection. It was his second job; his first job was being a doctor, a passion since childhood where his best friend’s father and nextdoor neighbor was the town doctor. But he loved his antiques, particularly French cameo glass and small pieces of 17th-19th century American furniture. He left me a few pieces but, as I just said, they were dark wood, and my house is small and my decor sunny. As much as I loved and respected my dad’s sense of purity regarding antiques, I needed to make these pieces my own. And it was time for me to generally make the entire house more a reflection of who I am now, not who I used to be or anyone else who no longer lives here. A friend and decora...