No, we are not fighting the Turks, but celebrating the completion of the large footrest and coffee table that is now filling out the giant gap in my living room.
I can not claim all the glory of creating this piece of furniture, but I can accept most of it. I did find this treasure on the side of the road and convince S. to pick it up.
I did successfully pester S. to make it into an ottoman and was the creative director and visionary of it’s new form.
I did do some sanding. Keyword, some. I offered a lot of creative direction. Creativity is everything!
I stained this sucker.
Then applied two coats of polyurethane to give it this glossy look, sanding between coats.
And I sourced the fabric and lead the upholstering process.
That is the story of how our new ottoman was made. I know you are inquiring minds, so yes, the wood is maple. I know, you’re in awe.
I -am- in awe! This is basically making furniture, which is such an alien concept to me that I am boggling at how great the final product is! Truly an ottoman for the ages.
I’m also quite impressed, and it’s quite solid too. You can actually sit or lie on it without falling down.
An ottoman for the aegis, perhaps?
*groan*
A complete reincarnation! S. is fortunate to work with such a visionary manager.
Is that a cow rug? Because awesome.
Yes it is.