Once the whole shebang dried, I hand-sanded the whole thing over with 200 grit paper. It's quite smooth and glossy now. And then fastened it above the bar with wood screws, which proved to be easier in theory than in actual practice. But it fit. And doesn't seem prone to collapsing, even with the weight of wine bottles in it. This is a good thing. The third picture shows the wine rack from the living room, and the fourth captures me placing my Bee Rider mead in the rack for aging.
The puttied screw holes aren't quite invisible beneath the stain, and the entire rack turned out several shades darker than expected. But overall, I'm pleased with how it turned out (and yes, I know that wine is supposed to be kept in climate controlled cellars away from light. We’re interested in wine, not obsessed over it). In addition to the mead, it now holds a bottle of Messina Hof white zinfandel simply because it was cheap and not at all bad as far as white zins go, and Dry Comal Creek's red wine III, which I've been wanting to try for a while now. Pretty pathetic selection, actually.
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