Yes, I realize it’s a cumbersome blog post title. If you come up with something better, let me know…actually, just kidding on that one. Start your own blog with catchy blog post titles and I’ll read it. :)
Let’s get to some real content. Aging is a fact of life. Occasionally, time actually makes things better, things like friendship and wine and rare antiques that keep going UP in value the older they get.
But sometimes, the passage of time is not as kind. I will not give examples since I’m sure a few popped into your head immediately.
Well, okay, here’s one example.
Yes, it can get pretty gross after like 50 years or so. Maybe not with quality velvet stuff, but in the instance I’m thinking of, well, let’s just say it was yucky.
Especially when used on an old frame.
Folks, this is not the type of antique painting you would see on Antiques Roadshow.
At least, it’s not the type of painting that would be worth any money on Antiques Roadshow.
At least, I sincerely hope not. Because if it was, I just ruined a priceless antique.
I give you Exhibit A:
This is a super sweet original oil painting with a 85% fantastic frame. (I had given it a 90%, but that was a bit too generous, so I took it back).
See that velvet strip? That was the one thing that almost made me keep walking past this $5.99 beaut in the thrift store. That and the layers and layers of grime on the frame and painting, from which I will mercifully spare you from looking at.
“BERRJ?” Who is that? If its one of the grand masters, I’m not sure if I want to know since I have since defiled it, as you will soon find out.
As you can see, the rust-colored velvet was not doing this painting any favors. So I took matters into my own hands and got all crazy with some $.57 craft paint from Hobby Lobby.
And FrogTape, because apparently I have hand tremors that prevent me from painting in a straight line.
I was a bit peeved at how “navy” this navy actually was at this point, but, happy day! it dried darker.
Ready for the big reveal?
You can still see where the velvet was worn away and where it was still going strong, but I think it lends some texture to the piece that is awfully nice.
I’ve got to confess, oil paintings with chunky frames might be my latest obsession. I now own two, and let’s just say that no oil paintings in the Grand Rapids area thrift stores are safe from my scrutiny and eventual purchase. Unless they’re more than $10 or ’70s ugly–I draw the line there.
I do have some standards, people.