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Student Life - Dorm Room Renovation

2004-12-31

How we renovated our dorm room

Autumn of 2003.

How we mustered the desire to do it - I have no idea. Citizen Mosalsky, by the way, was against it, which didn't stop him from taking an active part.

At first, we decided it would be nice to fix up the ceiling somehow, and put up some wallpaper. Painting the ceiling seemed difficult, since for that it had to be washed. After much deliberation, the thought hit us that we really had no choice, since we had to wash off the whitewash anyway. We had to, because otherwise you can't whitewash it/paint it/stick tiles on it - it would all fall on our heads.

We washed it for a long time and diligently, 3 days. Yours truly insisted that this must be done thoroughly and zealously, while colleague Mosalsky objected, saying it was good enough as is. Therefore, the ceiling was washed quite unevenly, which subsequently undoubtedly affected the painting.

A shirtless man in glasses, holding a paint roller, poses in a room under renovation, resting his foot on a chair. The bed is covered with protective film, and the chandelier is wrapped in newspapers.

When we were buying acrylic ceiling paint, the seller convinced us that it was absolutely necessary to prime the surface to be painted first, which is exactly what I'm doing.

A bare-chested man in glasses applies primer to a concrete ceiling using a paint roller during a renovation.

Here is what the primer looks like.

. . . from different angles.

A bare, hairy-chested man in glasses holds a paint roller, standing in a room with peeling wallpaper and an unpainted ceiling. An old brick house is visible outside the window.

And this is what I look like.

A tilted image of a room with partially stripped wallpaper on the left wall, where furniture, including a blue and orange striped bedspread, is covered with transparent plastic wrap, and a brick building is visible outside the window.

Vulnerable surfaces were protected with wonderful renovation film, priced at two good ice creams for 20 square meters.

A young man in a two-tone t-shirt paints a ceiling with a roller. The ceiling is partially painted white, and old patterned wallpaper is visible on the walls.

And here is comrade Andrey Mosalsky, who took an active part in the washing and painting.

A man in a blue-grey t-shirt primes the ceiling with a roller in a room under renovation. Old wallpaper is visible on the walls, and a residential brick building is outside the window.

Him again.

A young man in a striped t-shirt paints the ceiling with a roller, part of which is already whitewashed. Old wallpaper and newspapers are visible nearby.

This photo noticeably shows the relaxing-narcotic effect of the toxic primer fumes.

A hand holding a paint roller in a clear plastic bag, its white cover speckled with yellow-green paint.

A highly effective textile multipurpose roller

A smiling young man with braces holds a clear plastic bottle. He stands in a room with a window overlooking a residential building, and the furniture and objects in the room are covered with film.

Let's hope we don't have to call an ambulance to get his nasopharynx flushed!

A half-naked man in glasses with a hairy chest and stomach poses against a background of old, stained patterned wallpaper. He has his mouth wide open with his tongue out and has raised both hands palms forward.

The fumes clearly got to me too . . .

A young man with a paint roller in his hand stands against patterned wallpaper during a room renovation. Part of the ceiling is whitewashed, and the hanging chandelier is wrapped in newspapers to protect it from paint.

But, clenching our teeth, we continue the hard labor!

A back view of a person who is priming or painting the upper part of a wall with a roller. Patches of old pink paint, fresh light primer, and dark damp spots are visible on the surface.

The priming is almost finished!

A young man in glasses stands bare-chested with one arm raised in front of an unplastered wall.

When it's +10 outside, but the radiators are blasting like it's winter, you'll end up stripping down whether you want to or not

A bare-chested man in glasses lifts a paint roller, painting an old, uneven ceiling in a room undergoing renovation.

General panorama

A young shirtless man in glasses lies on his back, holding a white tube on his stomach. He is in a dilapidated room with peeling walls and signs of moisture; the shot is taken at an angle.

A serious young man with no bad habits, can work as a painter.

A shirtless man in glasses holds a roller in a room with peeling wallpaper under renovation. The ceiling is uneven, and the light source is a bulb wrapped in newspapers.

The carefully newspaper-wrapped lamp takes on a futuristic look

A shirtless man in glasses sits leaning back in a chair in front of an old computer in an untidy room with a peeling window and patterned wallpaper.

While the primer dries, the editing of the video "Norwegian Contrasts" is in full swing

A smiling, shirtless young man in glasses poses with a paint roller in his hand against the background of a room undergoing renovation. The furniture in the room is covered with protective film, an old computer with a CRT monitor sits on the desk, and the chandelier is wrapped in newspapers.

Excessive inhalation of the notorious primer fumes leads to inappropriate behavior

Acrylic ceiling paint smells even better . . . and just look at it!

A young man in glasses with his right arm raised paints the ceiling with a roller. The room is undergoing renovation: the ceiling is light, and the walls are covered with old patterned wallpaper.

The process, the very reason we started all this

A young man poses with a metal crowbar on his shoulder in the middle of a modest dorm room with two single beds and old wardrobes.

The comrade fancied himself a pole dancer, with a floor-sweeping broom acting as the pole

A young man with a long-handled roller paints or whitewashes the ceiling in an old, untidy room. Open wardrobes, a peeling door with posters, and a wooden chair are visible in the background.

Honestly, it's impossible to explain Andrey lugging around that poor broom as anything other than toxic intoxication

Let's hope his brain hasn't started deteriorating yet . . .