Painting the Hood over the Range

Last summer i painted our kitchen cabinets. The floor still looked disgusting. Last week we got new flooring in our kitchen/dining room. That made the walls look ugly. I painted the walls. That made the window/doorway trim look ugly. I painted the whiny needy trims. THANK GOODNESS the ceiling fits in, clean and white. The only other unmodified surfaces left in the kitchen were the counter top, the built-in corner cabinet, and the hood over the stove. I haven't decided what to do with the built-in yet, and the counter tops aren't hideous. I tackled the hood yesterday.












It used to be a dirty off-white. I introduced it to a bottle of 'chrome' Rustoleum. The bottle reminded me how bad i am at spray painting. I blamed the bottle for having a leak. There's now an area of our new floor, next to the stove, that is shinier than the rest.
The result doesn't exactly look professional, but i think it's an obvious improvement. And it's shiny. How can you go wrong with shiny?
Don't answer that.

Wannabe

I recently went through an addiction to Apartment Therapy's Re-Nest blog. Now i find myself wanting to fashion my blog (and the interior of my house) after theirs. The main problem with that is the word 'fashion'--i've never held much respect for fashion, except as a suggested guideline. However, i must admit that i have not escaped its influence. You won't catch me wearing tapered leg jeans on a good day.
BUT i regress.
So i've started posting pictures of my projects on here. Maybe it's an improvement over my thought-full ramblings. Don't get your hopes up, i'm not going to stop rambling anytime soon. Now that i've found how easy it is to add pictures, maybe i'll add some thoughtful pictures.
Enough of this disgusting self-blog-reference. I'm going to post a project now.

Artsy shelf

I painted a shelf, and gave it to my sister for Christmas. My husband suggested i put pictures of it on the internet.
I didn't just paint, i let my creativity flow freely through a brush onto the facets of the shelf. The resulting shapes were surprising.

It felt so good to use this part of my brain recreationally for a while. Most of the time, the creative part of my brain is working full tilt at predicting ways my children are going to get themselves killed in their current surroundings.

Speaking of my kids, they helped paint. A did the side facing you in the picture above, except for the footprints. I used S for those. I was very impressed with D's work, the purpleness you see below:What magnificent shading. I painted most of what you see on the inside of the shelf. My sister seems to like it. I was going to give her a wallhanging, but it turned out badly so i gave it to my sister-in-law in Utah, so i wouldn't have to see it again for a long time. Should i post a picture of that, too?