I want to bring the brasses up to a fairly high lustre when I finally fit them to this piece of furniture, so this colour merely represents what will be left in the nooks and crannies in imitation of handles that have been regularly polished over the centuries.
Winter is upon us in the antipodes and as fate would have it, the rain is falling gently this morning as I attempt to finish this table. Oil and water don’t mix. You probably knew that.
There’s no forecast break in the weather for four days and the next candidate awaits, so I must press on and complete this little job. I erected one of those flimsy tubular steel framed sunshades in the back yard to keep the worst of the precipitation off me and the side table as I go about the staining and polishing process.