love the journeys and adventures a story can take you on. My daughters
imagination and love for books has sparked the memories of many
adventures I had when I was a girl with just a story and my imagination.
My fingers clattering on the keys trying to keep up with the
movie playing in my head. If only I could bring you in and sit you down in my
personal cinema. You would be captivated by the wonderful cast of charters
created there. The details so vivid you can feel their pain and sense their
pleasure as if it were your own. I could spend eternity here but the fear of
insanity brings me out into the world the instinct to be normal, functional
keeps me from drowning in my imagination.
Bringing back to life something that might otherwise be discarded is rewarding. I find myself looking at things and thinking "What can I do with that?" and I enjoy coming up with ideas. People always tell me (especially my husband) "What are you going to do with that junk?" and of course my response is "I will think of something." So when I saw that my Mother in law was getting rid of a metal tray my mind lit up with all kinds of ideas. Laterally lit up! Light bulb above my head and everything. Well maybe not literally ;) So she said if I wanted it I could have it. She knew I would do something with it. Right away I thought of painting it. Using paint to update something is so simply and so easy. It definitely turned out better than I imagined. The paint highlighted the details and brightened it up. I used the new Valspar chalky finish spray paint and did a little distressing and a light amount of stain. I am going to use this for a Thanksgiving dinner table centerpiece. There was going to be a before picture but I am not to tech savvy. I accidentally deleted it and could not figure out how to get it back and it was not frustrating at all...... That will teach me to only take one. Didn't think I needed more than that. But I took plenty of after pics and here they are.
Happy Friday everyone.
Paint can works wonders. This was a very dull tray and with just some paint
it looks completely different and ready to shin again.
I have this twisted love affair with haunted houses. Not the kind of haunted houses that are designed to have people and things jump out at you to scare the pants off of you. But the ones that you find on a haunted house tour. Old houses and abandoned houses with a dark history. I find them very mysterious and the mystery makes me want to dive in and uncover the story no matter how scary it might be. My husband and kids won't go with me on one of these tours and as a matter of fact no one in my family is interested. Not everyone likes that sort of thing.
This time of year always brings to mind dark imaginings.
I found this old doll house at a yard sale.
It was falling apart and dirty. I thought it would be perfect for a miniature haunted house.
Even though my daughter doesn't want to go anywhere near a real haunted house she did help me
with this one and we had lots of fun putting it together. Now she wants us to write a
scary story about this little old house and why it's haunted. Maybe she is a
I was trolling through pintrest and came across a beautiful picture of some old books. I clicked on over to the tumblr where it came from and I was looking through, and it was all beautiful pictures of books and libraries. Huge public libraries, home libraries, book collections, antique books, new books and I found myself day dreaming about going to these places and getting lost in all the wonderful stories. Like a child my heart and mind was filled with the wonders and curiosities of far off places, imaginary worlds and fantastic adventures. That wonderful feeling when a story takes you over and you can see and feel it as if you are living it. On the sidebar of this tumblr were quotes from different authors and poets about the smell of the pages and the perfume of a book. This made me realize that a book is much more than pages of words. It's an experience that wraps your scenes and can be as real as you can imagine. I also realize I am not the only one who loves to get lost in a wonderful story. This post is dedicated to the beauty of books.The tumblr where I found this inspiration is called Breathing Books. Click on over and find some for yourself.
I love to decorate with old books and if I'm lucky one day I will have a library
filled with wonderful old books.
I have wiped the slate clean and deleted all of my old posts. I am redesigning the look and the overall content of my blog. I have always focused on writing posts that I thought everyone wanted to read and wording it how I thought they would want to hear it. But it always seemed to be uninteresting almost fake sounding. I could never figure out why when I sat down to write a post it was so difficult to think of what to write. It shouldn't be hard to write about beautiful vintage things. There beautiful and there vintage. Almost writes itself right. But it came out flat and boring no life in the words. I don't need to be an award winning novelist to write a post but with all the blogs out there I need to have something good to say. Something people want to read. Writing what I think everyone wants to read doesn't work for me so I am going to put myself in the words I write. I am wanting to step up my game when it comes to my photos as well. Enchanted Bella will still be a blog about vintage beauty, treasure hunting, junk finds, before and after makeovers and family fun but with a little more spice and a lot more heart (or vice versa). Wish me luck.