When I was a little girl, I would pick weeds, (I thought they were flowers), all clinched in my fist, I would give them to my mother, in a vase the little weeds would live, until.. It made me feel good inside. As an adult, I still pick weeds, by picking ugly or castoff item's and creating something nice and useful. It still makes me feel good inside.
I have always considered myself to be a creative person, and I LOVE to scavage thrift stores, junk stores and Goodwill looking to fulfill that obsession!! It really is an obsession, you know what I'am talking about!! LOL
I get really bored, really fast...so I changed my mantel around, yet again! I strung clock faces on brown velvet ribbon and hung them on shutters, I filled an iron cache pot with my cross collection,
This is the other side of the mantel. Mercury glass, silver plated urn filled with feathers, I attached webbing to an empty frame and attached a few things with small clothe's pins, and a re-print of the Sistine Madonna. (please ignore the lighter, I did not see it while I was taking the pic)
The whole mantel in one shot. Not sure of the wing up there, what do you think? Any suggestions for that spot?????
One of my drop cloth covered and stenciled chairs, and 2 dropcloth pillows. Is dropcloth one word, or two?????
I made the wreath with a form and jute webbing!! I LOVE that stuff!! This wall is full of my white mirrors. More to come....Stay Tuned!!