This may come as a bit of a surprise to those of you who don’t know me all that well, but I happen to have a lot of love for manual labour. I grew up on a farm and spent many hot summer days throwing hay bales, feeding chickens, mowing acres of lawn, stacking fire wood, or any number of other odd jobs there happened to be.
I also grew up with an incredibly talented carpenter as my father. The man can build anything, I kid you not. Over the years I have taken advantage of his skills, and his well-equipped workshop to build bits and pieces of furniture for my various apartments (a mini desk, a bedframe, a set of nightstands, etc.) If you’re like me, and have a clear vision of what something needs to look like, IKEA doesn’t usually cut it. (Side note: IKEA is basically considered a curse word in my father’s presence, and rightfully so.) It has always been so fun to sit down with him and explain what I’m envisioning and then work together to make it come to life. The drawings, the measurements, the cutting, the sanding, everything. I love the process, and the hours we’ve spent working together in his wood shop are memories I hold near and dear to my heart.
After refinishing furniture for a couple months this past winter during my time in England, I felt inspired and came home with the idea of trying to do some of that on my own. My dad’s workshop doesn’t get used nearly as much as it used to, and he has been generous (and trusting!) enough to open up the doors to me and my crazy projects this spring. I’ve spent the last two months working away on various different things and am so happy to finally have a little something to show for it.
Take a peek above of some of my finished products, and stay tuned for the new “SHOP” page to open up in the next couple of weeks!
If you’re in the Toronto/GTA area and are interested in furniture refinishing services or if you are interested in any of the products above, please feel free to contact me directly; email@example.com
Special mention and MANY thanks are due to the following people for all of their help, talent, support and love: Brian Drudge, my father, the oh-so-talented carpenter. Cale Tanaka, my bff/roommate, the muscle/hard labourer/person who attempts to keep me sane on a daily basis. Dawn Mossop, my dear friend and wonderful photographer. Elizabeth Roberts, my Oma, a talented seamstress who gives me her sewing services free of charge, and Marg Drudge, my mother, who’s support I could not survive without. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
[Photography credit: Dawn Mossop]