Voilå! The art wall is finished!
What started as a little art project evolved into two weeks of painting and crafting galore. What bliss! There’s something therapeutic about only thinking in the present. Thinking about the color on the paint brush. About the texture. About the medium. Ah! It was such a refreshing break and reminder to do things that make me happy.
And, despite the little fingerprints of paint I’m still trying to clean off of our furniture, it’s very exciting to have our place looking a little more like us! I love the practice holes between all the crooked frames. I love the earthy tones. I love the subject pieces. To us, they mean something. An inside joke. A dream. A fond memory. There is meaning attached to this wall — and I’m in love!