It wasn't any more than a shell when we brought it home. The shelves were missing, and there was no door. It was dirty, and looked like the best place for it might have been a burn pile. But, cleaning the dirt off showed it had a little potential. George cut simple shelves for it from luann. We had a stash of cupboard doors on hand, and this one fit pretty well. The poor little thing had looked so drab, I decided it needed a little cheering up, so I painted it red. That made it a bit too cheery for it's still somewhat primitive condition, so I dry brushed some black over the red. It's approximately 17" wide by 28" high.
Hmm, wonder why I see a whitish circle on the door in this picture? There isn't one in real life.
Maybe it's a ghost, or signs of an alien invasion, or...........
Maybe it's a reflection. Mystery solved.