First off.....before I even begin to show you the completed chair...next time I blab on about embarking on an elaborate DIY, will someone please remind me that I don't have the patience to pull off such projects? And....... secondly also tell me its not a good idea to have a (totally unnecessary) spat with the one and only detail oriented perfectionist who will help you on such ambitious projects and stupidly tell him I don't need his help, I can easily manage on my own????? And thirdly, if in spite of your warnings I still proceed....to restrict it to a Fri/Sat or Sunday (my yoga free days) so my yoga master doesn't decide to do a killer upper body workout right after 3 hrs of rope pulling!!!!!!!
Yes, so finally after what seems like an eternity, the chair is done. Granted, it turned out well, but I almost gave up a few times and I was really tempted to just ditch the project. My palms were sore from all the tugging and stretching, my shoulders were killing me, I had to sit on the floor while working on it and my legs were anchoring it while I was working......all in all a painful process. But every round of weaving showed a nice pattern emerging, and that kept me motivated.
AND besides, I had already blogged about it, so I soldiered on, afraid of public humiliation!
So without further ado, I present to you...THE ROPE CHAIR! You'll notice that towards the end the rope lengths start to weave in and out like an inebriated Irishman (please, I mean no offense to the Irish, its just a colloquialism). But what the heck, its DONE!!!
And was it just a funny coincidence that soon after I wrote this post I see this on Apartment Therapy????
Yes, so finally after what seems like an eternity, the chair is done. Granted, it turned out well, but I almost gave up a few times and I was really tempted to just ditch the project. My palms were sore from all the tugging and stretching, my shoulders were killing me, I had to sit on the floor while working on it and my legs were anchoring it while I was working......all in all a painful process. But every round of weaving showed a nice pattern emerging, and that kept me motivated.
AND besides, I had already blogged about it, so I soldiered on, afraid of public humiliation!
So without further ado, I present to you...THE ROPE CHAIR! You'll notice that towards the end the rope lengths start to weave in and out like an inebriated Irishman (please, I mean no offense to the Irish, its just a colloquialism). But what the heck, its DONE!!!
And was it just a funny coincidence that soon after I wrote this post I see this on Apartment Therapy????