So last week my mom and I were walking through the Hampton Roads Convention Center and they had art hanging on the walls. Some were beautiful paintings and some, well, not so much. There were creative ones and simple ones and colorful ones and grey ones. I was admiring a colorful abstract one when I proclaimed to my mother “I wish I could paint!” Her quick, and quiet response “You can’t do that.”
I was shocked! Aren’t your parents supposed to give you words of encouragement? Doesn’t this fall under the “Ugly Child Syndrome” somewhere? ( UTS is a theory I developed as a teenager that has never been proven wrong… I will have to make a post about this in the future though.) And where does she get off by saying “you can’t do that” when I have never even tried to paint?! I guess she is thinking back to the days of finger paints, paint by numbers, and those paintings where you used water and it turned a color on the paper… But this is years and years beyond those days. Yeah, maybe I never took art classes in school, but that was because I was in music classes. I think it is really too bad that you cannot some how squeeze both into your middle and high school years.
So anyway after work I headed straight to Michaels (the craft store, not my boyfriend’s house) to buy some paints and all the supplies I thought I would need. I got home, and with the encouragement of my roommate, I began to paint. I had NO clue what I was doing, or what I was creating, or what in the world blending blue and green paints would look like… but I was painting!!
I’m not too sure about the finished product yet. My roomie said she liked it, a lot actually. I think she was just being nice. None the less, I hung my new art on my bedroom wall. I’m not sure how long it will stay there, or even if I like it quite yet… but my mom was wrong, I can paint. And if I can, I’m pretty sure that just about anyone can. Check out my work:
|The coolest part is that you can turn the art upside down or right side up and it makes it look totally different! When I hung it on my wall, I actually hung it upside down.|
Okay, so for the record, this project was done about a month ago so that I could enjoy it throughout the fall season. I just became a bit of a blogging slacker and forgot to post this! I mean, what’s the point of taking photos throughout the project if I’m not going to share them with the world?!
Anyways, Kirsten and I decided that we needed to work on some seasonal projects, so here is one of mine.
Sunday’s Craft Project Mission: Make pretty cork boards for over my desk.
So it’s old news that I got a roomie and had to condense my bedroom, guest room, cat room, and office into one. What else was old? The ugly bulletin boards I had. Well, to be fair, they weren’t ugly, but they were very far from pretty. So here’s what I did.
YEARS ago (I capitalized years because it was many more than 3)… anyway YEARS ago I inherited my grandfathers row boat oars. This man used to spend his free time out rowing around the Albemarle Sound fishing and crabbing and protecting me from the vicious geese that seemed to take a liking to me. When he passed away, wow, over 10 years ago, I believe his oars were sent to my family’s cottage, and sat there collecting dust. About four years ago I asked my mom if I could have them, honestly not sure why I wanted them. The oars came to my new house and sat on my back deck for three and a half years, not only collecting dust but tons of spiderwebs!
This past month I came home from visiting a friend in Richmond and felt inspired after seeing her super cute house. I had gotten lazy with my projects and crafts. After spending some time in her well decorated, totally crafty, Martha-Stewart-Would-Be-Impressed home, I felt like I needed to do something!
I walked out on my deck and saw the oars sitting in the corner. I sanded them down but left them a bit rugged. I found some random shelf hooks at ikea to hang the oars. But I decided they needed more of a purpose than just hanging over a door… they were going to become curtain rods! I went to the material store and bought some inexpensive burlap and some rope. I’m no sewer, which I’m not proud of, so I had the lady cut them the length I thought I needed. Instead of sewing the top of the curtains, I just cut holes for the rope to be the “curtain hooks.” It’s supposed to look rustic, so who cares if there are holes and rope holding the curtains up?!
Next, I added a little flair. The whole project looked nice, but it still needed something. The wacky ikea shelving system had a hole, where you were supposed to nail the shelf to the shelf holder. I decided to add some starfish and buttons to it!
I took photos of the entire process, which I think my macbok ate. I will keep looking for the photos, but in the mean time you can take a look at the finished product. Let me know what you think! I’m sure my grandfather would be laughing, knowing that his rowboat oars are now curtain rods! 🙂