Nik spent a few evenings last week painting the dining room Mark Twain Gray Brick, and it’s just gorgeous. Rich and romantic, the perfect counter balance to our light and airy kitchen. I need to gear up to paint the trim like I promised, so we can get to the fun parts!
The table is a Craigslist find that Nik scored a few years ago, which we’ll keep as the centerpiece, and I’m going to jump the gun of our scheduled movers and bring over my sideboard to furnish the space. We’ve been going back and forth about rugs, because they feel like a big and stressful purchase, but it’s pretty apparent, looking at these pictures, that the table feels like it’s floating, so we’ll definitely need to purchase one to anchor it in the room.
We made the conscious decision to embrace the textured character of the walls. After 100 years and many paint jobs of various skill level, they’re just… full of history. I do find it charming, which is good, because it’s beyond our budget and skill level to repair them at this time. Old houses are full of surprises. As I was sitting on the floor painting the edging, this GIANT NAIL popped out of the floor and snagged my pants.
I’m not even sure why it was in there in the first place. It’s much bigger than the other top nails in the hardwood floor.
And any fears about the room being too dark with the deep color? Completely allayed. Somehow the it feels bigger at night in dim light, and during the day, the way it floods with sunlight is just gorgeous.