Last week, I set off in our camper with Jack, singing along with the radio as if off on holiday.
I was only going to collect my new old cabinet to stash my fabrics.
I somehow managed to drive straight to it, a barn in the middle of nowhere, after driving through a maze of country lanes.
A sure sign of things meant to be!
It took four days to get it in shipshape condition, and in the process, cured my obsession with painting everything (for now...).
I did enjoy the process nonetheless, there is no better way of getting to know a piece of furniture.
I found a maker's mark on the back of the cabinet and each of the three doors. Very exciting stuff indeed! It does seem to be a 1920s cabinet. I have yet to find out more... (any tips on where to find cabinet makers' identification marks?)
It's so nice to be able to glance at the fabric though the glass... I was hoping it would have a little more room left for more vintage finds, it is looking rather full already! A good reason to get sewing, if one was ever needed.
It is also the new home of one other studio essential, my radio. The only long wave one in the house so I can listen to French radio. A necessity so I don't forget my native language. In 4 years time, I will have spent as much time in each country, unreal...
As I type this in my happy den, surrounded by my favourite things, I dream of good things to come...
Sweet dreams to you!