The winter that had no end.
Month: February 2015
The Song of Comet 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko

Credit: ESA/Rosetta/NAVCAM – CC BY-SA IGO 3.0
From: Rosetta Blog
Not only did we puny humans land a probe on a freaking comet, but we also recorded it singing the song of its people.
A Poem
Brasses
The person who stripped and painted it the first time didn’t remove the hardware for stripping, so why would they bother to do so before painting? The brasses are slopped with green and cream paint. I boiled them in water, then scrubbed away the paint with a toothbrush, then gently buffed them with #000 steel wool. I didn’t want to remove all the patina.
Oiled
Scraping and Sanding
You can see in the second photo where the drawer pulls were, as well as all the scratches made by the person who originally stripped the piece.
These are too deep to sand out. I’m not even going to try to get the rest of the paint out of them, because I don’t have the patience or the motivation. They are honest scars.
Bubble, Bubble
A Couple of Handy Tips
Before

Cat scratches (My cats did not do that.)

Paint job (I did not do that!)
I got this dresser from a coworker a couple of years ago. I’ve been meaning to re-finish it or paint it or do something with it, because A) the colors are kind of awful and not something I’d choose, B) the paint job is kind of awful and not something I’d do, and C) it’s got a lot of damage.
I finally got around to starting on it this weekend. I thought I’d strip the top and maybe the drawer fronts, then paint the body, since there was so much trim that was damaged and missing. Once I got some of the paint off, though, I realized that it had been stripped before, then re-painted. The person who stripped it the first time did not remove the knobs, so they left paint under them. (And paint on them, because they also didn’t remove them when they re-painted it.) Worse, though, they scratched the living hell out of it. I’m assuming the deep gouges were from rough living, but the lighter scratches I found were clearly made by someone who stripped the piece and had not one single clue what they were doing.
Basically, it’s a hot mess. I’m not sure what I’ll do with it. Right now, the plan is to finish stripping the drawer fronts and maybe the sides, oil them with linseed oil, and paint the body. I’ll just live with the scratches. Of course, I may change my mind tomorrow.



















