I thought this weekend would be the perfect time to paint the interior of the building. The layer of dust from grind down concrete made a spill proof barrier, there was a scissor lift just parked in the middle of the room & I had a fresh 5 gallon bucket of paint.
I wasn't wanting a perfect finish because I love the cracking paint and the hues of red brick poking through. Dressed in my painting costume (most of Siloam Springs knows what that looks like) I attempted to use the lift but quickly realized I needed a key to move it around. So up went the ladder and out the spray flew till the bucket was empty. Must say it looks much cleaner now.