Well, it’s not a full reveal of the checkerboard floor, but I think you’ll get the idea!
As I started working on this post, I realized I already said everything I needed to say about these floors in Part 1 and Part 2 of painting the checkerboard floors. I shared the why and the how, the sources, and colors. And I showed the whole process in a tidy 3-minute timelapse video. All I could think of to say in this post was, “Here they are!”
So, I tried typing out more descriptions of the floors and more details about the process, but it felt redundant and like filler. It was also at the end of the day when my writing starts to dramatically fall off a cliff.
I decided to leave it until morning when I could approach the post with a fresh perspective and I had time to marinate on what I really wanted to say. And I realized that I wanted to talk about the slow evolution of a space.
I know it looks like I just whipped these floors out. The fact that you just see little snippets on Instagram Stories and you see three posts in a row showing, what seems like, a very quick progression. But that’s not how it was at all. This studio is a room that has slowly evolved over two years. It took four people almost a week to initially prime and paint the ceiling, walls, and floor. It took several days to have the walls dismantled, insulated, and then reinstalled. We had to cut holes in the basement ceiling to be able to run the power required to heat and cool the room.
My mom and I worked for two days cutting, pinning, sewing, and ironing all six of the light-filtering linen curtains. I have sat in this room for hours, staring at the space, envisioning how I use it and where each piece of furniture needs to be placed. And then I sorted each drawer figuring out which pencils, paints, and brushes, needed to go where.
And these floors? They took me a full week. A week of shuffling furniture, applying primer and then two coats of paint, taping off the squares, painting them, removing the tape, touching up paint, letting the paint dry, and moving everything back again.
My back and legs were stiff and sore for three days after crawling around on the floor and I had paint in the crevices of my nails when I went to the grocery store.
You get the idea. It’s a process. What looks easy, effortless, and quick, simply isn’t. Worth it, yes, but it’s all still a labor of love.
Blogs, IG feeds, YouTube videos, and TV shows give us instant gratification and when we’re in the middle of our own projects that are hard and feel endless, it’s easy to get discouraged. Don’t be! You’re just experiencing all of the aspects of a project that can’t be adequately communicated on social media or in a 42-minute episode.
So, give yourself some grace. Keep plugging away at that project and you’ll get there!
Over the next couple of weeks, I hope to build the shelf for under the window and paint the doors in Boxwood green.
And finish the rest of the floor! It’s sort of obvious where I stopped!
And those projects, too, will be a process.