After I had filled all the cracks in the lounge room walls and ceiling (using “enduit de rebouchage”) and major imperfections (with the smoother “enduit de lissage”) , Tony finished off with the electric sander. A vast improvement. A couple of touch ups and it was ready for painting.
Already tired, my arms felt like they were going to fall off after a very long day spent spray painting the ceiling (and half one wall). Wasn’t this meant to be the fun part?
Rather discouraged, the next day I rolled the rest of that wall and all the next to compare the effort versus the finished result. As it’s only the undercoat or “sous couche” (hopefully) a difference in result shouldn’t matter.
Spurred on by the superior finish achieved by spraying, I tackled the sprayer again today, and by thinning the paint further (to about the consistency of pouring cream), holding the gun further away from the wall (about a foot) and moving very slowly and methodically over an area both horizontally then vertically, I was much more efficient and am happy to say the undercoat is finished!
Bon travail n’est-ce pas?