I found these chairs at the flea market.
I absolutely couldn’t resist them. They were calling out to me. “LISA! You NEED us!”
It took me three days, but I talked the guy way down to a price I could live with (read between the lines….a price I could explain to James) and brought them home.
What’s so great is that they can go outside or inside.
I decided not to paint them. I love the spots of rust.
These chairs speak my language…….
How could I NOT buy a chair that says “PEACE”?
I cut some circles out of scrap plywood, added foam and covered them in canvas with a linen ruffle.
I still need to add a bit of trim to cover the flaws that show my inexperience in covering circles.
SIGH….I’m going weak in the knees just looking at them.
They made their way into my kitchen. I’m not sure how they got there. I really think these chairs have minds of their own.
And they’re tough….even a big girl like me can sit on them without fear of breaking those tiny chair legs.
I’m so happy with them. It’s a peace/love fest.
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