I don't normally blog two days in a row but when I do it's because I have a 30 pound cat on my lap who is reluctant to move.
I have an image stored in my computer that I was going to share another day, but the lovely Mabel has convinced me that there is no time like the present!
Without further ado...
I present the one time I heeded my blog friends advice!
I removed the candlesticks and the wings just like you advised!
I also added the cherubs on each side of the chest to give the illusion that the chest was wider. No one told me to put them there. It was pure Andie! LOL!
Still haven't painted it. Obviously.
The front door is three feet to the left of the chest and perpendicular to it. The high railing thingamajig from the last post is to the right and, of course, above. The ceilings are 18 feet high and there is not a shred of symmetry.
The chest and painting together constitute 11 feet of vertical wall space, just to give you an idea.
The library is across the hall from here.
I wanted to take more photos to share with you but sweet Mabel has me anchored to this spot. She has been snoring for 15 minutes now.
I'll take more photographs soon!
Perhaps when I am permitted to stand up...and the blood begins to flow back into my legs...
Mabel in her usual napping spot on the reupholstered Louis XVI chairs. She was literally starving to death when we met on the mean streets of Joliet. I promised her she would sleep on velvet and feathers, that she would eat from from bowls of silver and crystal and she would never be hungry again.
She is such a beautiful little soul. Her nickname is Peekaboo, or simply Boo because she would peek around corners before she summoned the courage to enter a room when we first met! When she meows she sounds like a bird, her favorite hobby is stealing chairs and she is an avid snuggler! Very snuggly indeed! The snuggliest!
I have to go now, friends. I can't feel my feet!
p.s. Please refrain from making fat jokes about my Mabel. I am the only one who is allowed to do that.