When Inspiration Strikes

Boring dining room needed some love. We had beadboard installed when we had our basement finished (months and months ago) and that poor beadboard was still unpainted. Unfinished. Unloved.

Poor beadboard.

I finally loaded up the kids and took them to the paint store for samples. Caeden picked out a dark, navy blue and was devastated when it didn't make the cut. However, here are the 4 colors that did.

I lived with them for a couple days before picking #4 (both walls each have the same 4 colors painted on them).

Here was my inspiration:

This was my Mom's bowl back in the day. I have always loved it - loved the color, loved the weight of it, and loved it's size. So did/does Mom. But she loves me more and handed it over to make me happy.

So, anyway, for four days I painted. I painted the trim. The beadboard. The grooves in the beadboard. I touched up. Touched up some more. I wondered why no one warned me just how awful painting beadboard can be?!

 

Here's the finished result. The table needs some fresh flowers in the pitcher and I need a rug of some sort, but you get the idea. I love the color. 

Thanks Mom!

XOXO

Val