That is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the chips and scratches of old furniture, or to take up a paintbrush against a sea of defects, and by opposing end them?
This is my old piano. It was my Dad’s piano when he was growing up. Three generations of my family have learned to play on this old Kimball. I love having it around and dream of the day that I’ll have the time and money to take some lessons as an adult. Lately, I’ve been thinking about painting it.
It has numerous dings, gouges, scratches and just plain wear from years and years of use.
The finish is crazing in lots of places.
There are mysterious paint splotches all over the side. The aqua paint I think is from my daughter’s bedroom, but I have no idea how it ended up here.
Every time I walk by, I wonder how it would turn out if I painted it. I haven’t mentioned it to my husband because he never wants to paint anything, either walls or wood. He usually likes the end result, but I know he’d put enough doubt in my mind that I wouldn’t be brave enough to go through with painting it. I was thinking maybe I’d just start with the piano bench.
What do you think? I need some unbiased feedback!
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