Nothing speaks my personal frequency more than color! If color was one of the five love languages my scale would tip completely to one side. My absolute favorite color is fuchsia, but I try to wear as many colors as possible-without looking like a hippie or gypsy.
The power of color to communicate amazes me. Yes, every color speaks. Today, I am highlighting in yellow-pun intended. My neighbors were clearing out their house and set this real wood desk out. They labeled it free. Score one for me! I brought her home and assigned her to my daughter.
Needless to say, for my seven year old, it was not love at first sight. But to a person with vision…
The only thing wrong with the desk was that it was a little shaky. That was easily remedied with a screwdriver and elbow grease. After cleaning her, I let her sit until I could envision what she could be. My daughter decided that she wanted a yellow desk. This was a challenge for me mentally. I mean in my mind a yellow desk would not compliment the Hello Kitty dresser-sigh. Let me tell you friends; choosing the right yellow is harder than picking white. My first sample turned out like egg yolk. Ew!! That's the wrong frequency. Consequently, I went to Sherwin Williams and got a paint sample in "daisy." Ironically painting those cubbies was no stroll in the park!
I coated it with a satin water-based poly. It was coming along but still needed some Fowlerfactor personalization, which equates to sparkle and color.
First, I stained the drawers with java. I decided to decoupage the drawers with a scrapbook paper and glitter based Modge Podge.
I used some pulls I got from the local ReStore. Well against that fabulous drawer liner they suddenly looked plain, so the pulls got some color too. I amped them up!
I spray painted these by turning a tomato stand (which never worked for my tomatoes) upside down and used the prongs as holders. I let my daughter pick three colors from the drawer liner. I then spray painted each a different color using Rustoleum paint.
After allowing the paint to cure, I screwed them into the drawers. My daughter painted these cute little flowers, so I added them to the bottom drawer. This added her personal touch to the project.
Once everything was put back together the desk looked completely different and totally adorable. Perhaps she has my eye for color after all.
It's now at home in my daughter's room, where it communicates joy and invites my daughter to draw, read, and ahem do homework. For me, it's on to my next project.
My youngest son said it's a true ugly duckling story. What do you think?