More cleaning and hanging stuff in collections
Working on the Railway has been a wonderful journey, but part of the journey is knowing when you may pass by something magical. TIME, and the art of time. Something that cant be recreated. Known by many as patina. BUT, and here is the fine line part. There is patina, and then there is just mush. And here lies the agonizing process. I may have gone to far? It’s all subjective I suppose.
Mr B and I had to make a choice. BTW, he agrees with me. At least he says he does. I trust his design eye. That Blue one through is Wackadoodle and just looks for babes and things to pee on. Which BTW, I can relate to on some level.
A Color system. Olive green for the furniture and workbench bases and tool base.
The Olive green compliments the Barn Red. The REEDVILLE sign was found in the bushes after a new sign was made and this was thrown out. It was the WELCOME sign to the town. Made in the 1980’s?
Camera move to get a sense of the space. The party Table of Cedar slabs is perfect
The wall with the Ladder is next.
This is where stuff got scary. What you see thats now the Olive green was plywood installed later, not original, and has newer screws in it. The “patina” was just old stuff on plywood. The tools themselves and older wood pieces were left raw or untouched
The one tool I agonized over was the band saw. It tortured me. I loved the worn grey look. But just was not old enough or part of the saw, had been added later in its life, and so I cleaned it up, and matched the color of the tool wood covers. It had been painted several times.
I am sure I crossed some lines here and may have erased some “history” but at some point, it all needs to be…. Oh hell I dont know. I do know I am stopping on this part.