Process #1: Process: Upholstery With Spruce Home
At the end of the quiet wooded street I grew up on, there once stood an upholsterer’s workshop called Brownie’s Upholstery. The workshop was a landmark for me well into my twenties. When I was likely no more than four, my father took me to Brownie’s to visit the cheerful and bearded man while he reupholstered a chair from our living room. Although I never knew exactly how it was done, I was always fascinated by the fact that this chair used to look a certain way one day, and totally different upon its return. While Brownie has since passed on, and his workshop is no more, the crushed blue velvet armchair and ottoman have held up for the over twenty-five years since their...
