Well, it is done....and while I know where the little "goofs" are, I have to keep in mind one of my father's pearls of wisdom...
"You'll never notice it on a passing train!"
As I have mentioned before (here), Mom told me she and Dad found this chair in a field when I was a baby. When they found it, it was bleached white from being in the sun...and she is pretty sure it originally had a cane seat and back. Dad knew it was walnut so he took it home, repaired it and refinished it. I would bet the upholstery in the "before" picture was probably the second time he refinished it. This looks more like something he would have done in the 70s or 80s.
I pulled the 5,486 nail heads (so I exaggerate a tad) and removed the old upholstery, nails and padding. Dad wouldn't have touched polyurethane so stripping the original varnish finish with my favorite Formby's varnish stripper was not a real challenge. I repaired a few loose joints with glue and clamps!
Even with a new coat of dark walnut stain, it was very "uneven" in places so I had to do some patch-work staining. Then I put 4 coats of tung oil on it. And then it sat...and sat...and sat....
I just didn't know what fabric to get. I knew I wanted something a little more formal and neutral. I let Brian pick from 7-8 fabric samples...wouldn't you know he picked my least favorite, but in all honesty, it turned out beautiful! I opted for the double welting vs. the nail heads. I contemplated having it recaned....but decided against it...maybe next time! And I have just enough leftover material for a little pillow!
Every chair in this house has been bought or repurposed to uphold to "abuse" from kids and animals. But this chair is special and it will be tucked away in the corner of my room where the worst thing that can happen to it is one of the cats will find it!
Maybe someday, when I am long gone, one of my children will cherish it as much as I do....thanks Dad!