No surface is safe from my paintbrush and a tickle of white paint. I recently gave the shabby chic treatment to our bookshelf and the louvers, and the living space is now unified, bright and serene. An absolute pleasure to reside in.
When I put my stirring stick into the new paint bucket I thought I had discovered a major mixup at the paint factory - why is there is a glass in with the paint? Did the assembly line worker drop his drink? In small print on the front I found the "free glass inside" logo. I don't know what the health department in Australia would have to say about this. Dulux take note.
The paint is cheap Indonesian acrylic, little more than titanium dioxide in water. I mix it 3:1 with water and slap it on cheerfully. When it is touch-dry I wipe the surface with a damp cloth to knock back the colour and let some of the teak wood show through.
Bo Diddley's feeding tray doubled as a paintbrush rester. I love the tough yet pretty enamel crockery available from the local market for a song.