Ours is a house of many exterior doors. The important front door. The door to the garage. The boot room door (originally used by those coming into the house from the dairy barn). The side door to the back garden. The glass door to the covered patio. The big double garage doors.
We believe in remake, redo, remodel, rejuvenate, recycle, rediscover, reuse. To be responsible citizens of our world.
The saga and the zen of painting doors begins with our front door.
It had been protected by a screen door but the dated glass inserts called for a major makeover.
Thirty pieces of plywood cut individually to fit each (not quite the same size) square. These were glued to both the exterior and interior of the door.
The front door was primed with Zinsser water based primer.
Three coats of semi-gloss Benjamin Moore black paint and the welcoming front door is complete. The door cries out for the perfect door knocker. Something not too shiny. A door knocker to provide the perfect jewelery for perfect front door. I’ve started the search.
Initially we thought the overhead garage doors were beyond redemption. They had been painted with oil base paint but over the years it had bubbled and blistered.
Two weeks of scrapping and sanding the doors are ready for priming and painting.
The ugly duckling doors turn into beautiful swans.
When we took the screen door off the garage door entrance we realized our battered, paint blistered door had wonderful potential. Sanded, scraped, wood-filled it morphed into something rather special.
The cris-cross panel. The small window panes. What a beauty we uncovered.
Life is all about doors.
Doors we never open.
Doors we choose to pass by.
Doors that reveal new opportunities and experience.
Doors to entice you to open and step into another place.
Doors that promise sanctuary.
Doors strong and bold to protect you from the elements.
Doors that speak loud and clear.
Then there is this door. The one that says welcome – welcome all to this home.