Now and then I gather all my thoughts and clobber together and see just how much of the house I am able to complete. I dress each room as much as I can, using the furniture I will keep for that room and other stuff as stand-ins just to give me an idea of what's to come.
From this I can figure out what I might need to complete the room and the order of work.
So this is where I am up to:
The basement which has the Rec Room, the Hive and the Mud Room, is finished other than collecting a gazillion little bits and pieces to dress the three rooms.
The ground floor which has the Dining Room and the Vestibule and the small Sitting Room, is fully decorated and lit except for a couple of lamps and one ceiling rose. I also have most of the furniture.
Dining Room using some stand in furniture |
Sitting Room using stand in table and mirror |
The upstairs which has the Music Room and the Library is where I am working now and has some furniture waiting for it, which is helping me find where to put the fire and lights etc.
Music Room - a mix of keepers and chuckers |
Library with proper table and chair and some stand ins |
The attic level which has the Bedroom (bathroom off there) and open plan Kitchen and Sitting Room seems a long way off right now, but I need to be working towards it in case I find things at a show that would be useful for it.
kitchen and sitting room - paper cupboards |
bedroom - paper bed and cupboards and borrowed desk |
Doing this dress rehearsal has the benefit of clearing up my work area and, being a bear of tiny brain, I need a clear pathway to enable clear thinking. I can keep my perpetual shopping list up to date and order anything practical that I am going to need to let me get on with the step after the one I am currently working on. I hate being held up for a door knob or something silly like that.
Hope you had fun deciding which pieces are staying in which room and which things were stand-ins.
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I thought I might just do a post scrip in case it helps somebody.
While I was having my grand tidy up I dropped a plaster ceiling rose (aaarrggghh). If you are lucky and it breaks leaving you all the pieces you can fix it and use it.
two pieces broken out |
the solution |
I peeled off one side of double sided sticky tape (it is very, very thin) and stuck the pieces carefully in place. I then trimmed off the surplus tape. The fine cracks will fill in perfectly if you want to put a coat of paint over it. I am not even bothering to do that - they really are not visible when its on the ceiling. When I come to stick the rose in place I will remove the other covering from the tape and the exposed double sided tape will help in the process of sticking the rose to the ceiling.
Moral of the story is don't bin something in a temper (as I nearly did) put it aside for a while and see if you can find a solution.
Totally agree that thinking is probably a longer process than the doing. It usually happens at night, when I'm trying to sleep :0P
ReplyDelete........but why is it nocturnal thinking only seems to manage a ton of questions rather than a zillion solutions? M
DeleteI got a good chuckle from the caption of your "Music Room - a mix of keepers and chuckers"; you have such a way with words, Marilyn! ;P
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Even people can fall into those categories! M
DeleteHello Marilyn,
ReplyDeleteI think dry runs are the most important part of creating a miniature room. Yours are looking lovey. I very much like the fact that you don't over-crowd your rooms with furniture. The are looking lovely. I am glad you were able to fix the ceiling medallion...why do plaster pieces always want to jump off the table!!!
Big hug
Giac
I think our small worlds reflect our real worlds to some extent.....you can't escape who you are. My real homes are sparsly furnished; I like lots of room to move around in and the feeling of air and light and uncluttered surfaces. Every time I make a mini I think this time I will escape me and have a cluttered, homely lived in look, or all arty and full of lovely things and as it bowls along it becomes all about space and clean lines.....prisoner of myself.
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