Anything’s possible with a staple gun and a vision.
They say that one person’s trash is another one’s treasure, and I seem to be guilty of finding treasures everywhere. This time, it was someone else’s treasure hunting instincts that brought us a wonderful new addition. Continue reading
After woefully neglecting the Dux finds for a few years, I decided it was time for a resuscitation rally. With the help of my partner-in-crime, my brother’s sander, and a lot of patience, I slowly witnessed their rebirth.
While waiting for stain layers to dry, I dug deeper into the history of the chairs and discovered they were designed by a gentleman named Folke Ohlsson who worked on these chairs in nearby Burlingame during the late 50’s. Continue reading
Christmas, 2002. My family and I decided to spend a few days in Napa. We found a quaint little cottage near downtown and I immediately set out in search of the closest thrift store. To my delight, a Salvation Army was just around the corner. Continue reading