Friday, November 18, 2005
Painting!
Alas, not the lovely cultured arty type. What I mean is the splodging, dripping, wavy-edged kind that involves ceilings, walls and woodwork. Three years ago we had an extension built to house our bigger and better downstairs bathroom. We also had improvements made to our kitchen and dining-room. Once the builders left the decoration was forgotten until the following Christmas when there was a sudden scurry to get the dining-room looking presentable - it still needs gloss on the woodwork and another coat of paint on the walls. No further work has been done until now.
Post-exam and post visit by rellies, I got it into my head that at last it was time to knuckle down and get on with it. I started in the bathroom, thinking it was a good place to build up some skills. Two weeks later I have learned that:
Post-exam and post visit by rellies, I got it into my head that at last it was time to knuckle down and get on with it. I started in the bathroom, thinking it was a good place to build up some skills. Two weeks later I have learned that:
- it takes much, much longer than I allowed
- to stop blisters appearing on the painted ceiling, I should have cleaned it first
- I am completely rubbish at getting a nice crisp edge between the walls and the ceiling
- buying a tester pot of paint would have saved me putting the wrong colour on the wall
- it helps to take the light fitting down before enthusiastically rollering the ceiling with emulsion
Ah well, only the ceiling to put right and the glossing to do now before the next phase of my learning curve. What has sustained me throughout my experience is that even the great Leonardo got it wrong when he painted his Last Supper so I'm not doing too badly for a beginner. Roll on Feb. when I can get back to my nice safe studying.
# posted by Daydreamer @ 10:33 am 
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