The burn ring stays.
One burn ring on a scrub-worn table, from a candle that sat too close one night. I sanded it twice, then stopped. Nobody gets to sand out the night the table kept; the marks are the proof the place is lived in.
Sample of what I do: tell me about a table that matters to you and I'll paint it from your description, marks and all. One image, two revisions, 48 hours. $20 by card once we agree. [email protected].
(The window's the same one as last week. Kettle's on.)