It’s been a while since we were in the ole room de la dining, eh?
Well, since we hung up the curtains, not much has been going on in there. No dining. It’s like one of those rooms that is better than it was (barely) and since it’s not completely hideous, it’s ignored. There are far more pressing issues….ahem…weston’s nursery?….but since painting the nursery depends on the windows in his room being fixed, and the window will need to be fixed by a pro, and that same pro will have to do a bunch of other exterior wood repair, as well as paint the house….well, the nursery was gonna cost one gorgeous Jessica Alba of a penny. No Lincolns here. Sorry Daniel Day-Lewis. Still love you in Last of the Mohicans. And ET
Anyhoo… the house is gonna cost a lot of moolah…so that we can start on our four month old’s room. Sad but true. And so in the mean time, I’m hemming and hawwing over the dining room. I hate that we converted it into a dumping ground for all our projects materials. Every time something gets done…everything gets pushed into the dining room. But try to look beyond that. Look at those canvas’ I hung on either side of the hutch. Way. Too. Piddly.
The piddlyness is exactly what I was thinking about when I saw these bad boys at Ikea. They are big. OVER 28″ x 40″. I saw them and went nuts.
Actually certifiably nuts because this is what my cart looked like after check out. Yes. I am the crazy lady who decided to go to Ikea with two kids (one only seven weeks old) and a stroller and bought clearance furniture. You should have seen me loading the car. The security guard parked there and laughed at me. Not. Kidding.
Sooo…I had my two frames. Now it was time to come up with cheap art….because dang, $24 a frame is expensive in my book.
I decided to come up with something very industrial….but still personal. That’s when I decided to type up some of our favorite spots. (hence this blog post title) These are all names of places that hold special meaning for the story of Jer and I. The place we met. The town of our first official date. A random street where we had our first kiss. The birth place of our boys. Our honeymoon spot. If you wrote a movie of our life together so far…this is the main events.
I liked it but I wanted it to print a little worn…like an old poster. So I added some overlays till it was rough and tough but with highlights and texture (like our relationship!).
I saved them both as JPEGs on a flash drive and took them to Staples for printing. They both fit on a single big sheet so the cost was $5 total. The nice printer gal sliced them up so they traveled easier.
Thankfully they just fit in the opening of the mat. I had anticipated them not fitting at all and I would probably need to cut the mat to be a little larger…but hooray hoorah!
The frames actually don’t have glass. THANK GOD. I would have broken it in two point zero seconds. And Will would have broken it before that. The amount of things that break in our house is unreal. That’s why I was overjoyed to find that the ‘glass’ was just plexiglass covered with film on both sides. After I peeled it off, it looked like real glass but with no danger of the Bower’s crashing it.
All assembled and hung up….
I’m obsessed with it. I think the entire space is gonna be redecorated. Let me rephrase that. The entire space WILL be redecorated. But these will stay in here.
And yes…that hutch needs to be gone. It just doesn’t go. It’s like Billy Bob with Angelina. We all know how that ends. With too many visits to the tatoo removal specialist and that vial of blood going to waste. Vampires everywhere were appalled.
So that’s my little art install. Have you been making any cheap art lately? Or discovering giant frames? Or amusing security guards?
p.s. This isn’t our first rodeo…err…art made with special cities. Check out this oldie art post!
***UPDATE: Yes. I mispelled it. I blame the mommy-brain. or mommy brian. what have you.