Prancing on Powder Blue Mums
I know, I know, enough of the alliteration in my titles. I can’t figure out how I developed this temporary obsession with the letter “P”.
Anyhow, I’m just about finished with painting the subfloor in my sewing room. It’s unusual and exactly the type of look I was hoping for. The flowers are much brighter than they appear in the pictures.
So, here’s what the project entailed.
As you know, I had already painted the entire subfloor white.
For the next part of the project, I found some colored paint in the stack of paint that my in-laws weren’t using. The only can of colored paint was a sky blue, the rest of the paint cans held variants of white.
The color was OK with me, because I was determined to use free paint. Not to mention, I’ve always had an attraction to the color blue.
I created a stencil in Photoshop, and printed it on a thick, waterproof paper.
Once I printed the pattern out on my sheet of paper, I cut out the petals with a razor blade.
I tried some other ways of stenciling, before going out to get a smaller brush. I traced along the inside of each petal with a pencil and a permanent marker, but I wasn’t happy with either of the flowers this method produced.
Anyway, once I decided that I would use a smaller brush and paint each petal individually, I planned out a grid for the floor.
Since the room is twelve feet wide and twelve feet long (minus the dormer window tunnel), the math involved in creating the grid was simple. I made a smaller grid that I moved around the room.
I used string to create a grid of six feet long and three feet wide. Each square inside the grid was 18 inches by 18 inches.
When I finally started stenciling the floor, I had a smaller brush. So I was able to control how much paint went into each petal, and the flowers looked better.
I painted one flower in each square. For every flower, I positioned the stencil a different way. I also alternated the position of the flower within each square. The picture below shows the alternating pattern.
I’m going to put some type of sealant on the floor, when I get the chance to pick some up at the store.
The blue mums have definitely livened up the space. Most importantly: I no longer feel like I work (or worse, reside) in an insane asylum.On the other side of the room, the floor is hidden by my rug, ironing board and work-in-progress-covered sewing table. So, I’ll have to get a picture of the entire mum-painted floor another time.