After living in this house for over a year, I still have hardly anything hanging on my walls. A few architectural pieces, a couple of mirrors, and hmmm... that's pretty much it. Honestly. Wow, even I'm surprised as I looked around just now to see if I was forgetting anything...nope! A friend mentioned that another friend was threatening to drop in on me, because she wants to see what I've done with the place. That's the problem. Not much is the answer. I feel no rush, with days coming and going, until a comment like that - it has been a year after-all and I love houses and decorating and enjoy being creative, I should have something to show for it. So today, I decided to make a little dent and create something to hang on the wall in the family room. My current thought is a grouping of small wooden trays. (We'll see if the idea pans out.) I have these cool old wooden trays that my Dad used at work. When he was closing down his business I grabbed a few. Of course, now I'm kicking myself for not grabbing every last one, but it was such a rush at the end. Here's a photo of the one I started with today:
I lined it with a piece of very old (1851) paper. It's not glued in, for fear that it was something I shouldn't ruin. I don't know what it is, it's just beautiful to the eye and touch. I glued a bit of old ledger and a letter to the edge shown above that was just yucky old tape. Next, I grabbed our family-gathered heart shaped rocks. Remember these? Here is where I found them today, on the old bakery table behind the couch.
Lastly, I wired them onto the tray. I did drill some itty bitty holes in that precious paper. Pretty much all there was to it.
And now I have a little something to hang on the wall behind the couch. Something hand made with family meaning. Maybe next I'll make one with shells or sea glass we've collected. I'll let you know as my little wall art project continues...for now this first one is just leaning on some old shutters (top photo), too small alone to make an impact on the empty wall.