Why buy things, when you when you can make them? Or throw them out when you can change them. That’s one of my mottos, and the reason why I do so many things.
It´s an environmental issue, but it's also a sense of history and pride. Many generations live in my house, through the things they once collected, even though the persons are long gone. Some of them look like they did at the time, like my great-grandmothers rocking chair. Others have a new life in different colors and fabrics. Some things have a totally different purpose. Like my husbands grandfathers straw goats, that found a new life as a tree topper in the kitchen Christmas tree. Or the plastic 1960th Christmas colored table runners, that became beautiful Christmas decorations on our bathroom mirrors.
Those two chairs in the picture are the same kind. The left one isn’t quit finished yet, it still needs a few stitches, but you get the idea. I didn’t like our dining room chairs, and then I found the most adorable of adorable fabrics filled with beautiful elephants. That solved the problem, and of course an old mattress. Maybe I make a video of it someday. Now and then you see a glimpse of my dining room in the cookbooks.
One of the most common questions I get it; How did you make this? That’s another reason why I write.