Sprayer? ...or the painter?

Seriously, I am beginning to hate paint.

I always loved painting. Terracotta pots, walls, watercolors...I loved doing it all until last year. The dreaded turquoise. Granted it was a beautiful piece, I loved the finish, but it started out as a nightmare. You can read about it here.

Part of the nightmare was the excitement of using a score questionable purchase. We had gotten a Black & Decker HVLP Smart Select Sprayer on clearance at the local farm & home store. I had picked it up because my hubby is NOT a painter of any sort. I thought it perfect for painting the house. Granted it would take me longer than a "big" sprayer, but it would definitely take less time than 1 woman and a brush. Well I thought it was the perfect time to give that baby a test run. Perfectly sanded and sitting in the garage was that soon to be turquoise beauty. All ready for primer. I checked the viscosity with the little cup and it should have been fine and all I got was glops of paint shooting out. I thinned some more, and still glops everywhere. Now I would like to point out that I can be really good with a can of spray paint and knew to move your whole arm not just your wrist, still glops. After all the frustration of trying to get the other part of the bathroom set done, I wasted little cuss words time on the sprayer. I cleaned that sprayer up and threw  put it back in its storage bag.

Fast forward to today...working on a x-mas present and the primer has to come out.  After getting one side of it painted I start thinking that it would be nice if my paint sprayer was nicer. Halfway thru the primer, I am on my phone looking at Rogue Engineer and Ana White, searching to see what kind of sprayer they use. After an hour and a half getting 90% of it primed and I am ready to go buy a sprayer!

While the primer dried, I started researching sprayers {that don't need compressors} that I could run out and get on this rainy, Sunday afternoon.