A few months ago, I finally ponied up and hung our tangle of mirrors (plus one piece of framed art) in the office. For far too long, they’d been sitting in a jumbled pile on the sideboard, taking up space and driving me ca-razy. Until recently, they’d been looking quite pretty, reflecting the sunlight and all…
… Well, you know, until this happened.
What we’ve got:
1. bikes on our ceiling!
2. the new painting chair
3. a shoebox full of Halloween props + a bin of Renegade table settings
4. and a new (sweet) frame we scooped at an estate sale while in Grand Rapids
It seems that as soon as the new frame hit the ‘board, we began the trend of office neglect, and continued to pile all of our things in there, too. Yes, the bikes have been there for years, but add to that Deb’s handcuffs from October, our big Rubbermaid of last year’s Renegade settings (which, of course, we needed so we could take count for this year’s inventory), and a painting chair without a home (because hell no I don’t keep it at the table when not in use. I’m far too nuts to allow it – mostly), and we’re back to the bastard room of yore.
But I have a pretty good feeling that once we get that frame on the wall, everything else will become orderly as well. One step at a time. Renegade will have happened (Dec 3rd and 4th – see you there!), I’ll finally give the borrowed ‘cuffs back to my ex-cop neighbor, and the painting chair – well, we’re working on it. (Maybe it can tuck behind a door?)
Regardless, we stashed pretty art paper in a tube several years ago (which is really the skeletal system on a fancy sheet of wrapping paper for less than $4), and there’s no doubt it’s aching to get out and into that frame. Of course we’ve still got a Milk Toof to mat and many holiday sales on the horizon, too. So, come to think of it, that frame’s still a wild card. In any case, we’ll pick up our glass at Ace and reinforce it with cardboard backing and staples like we did here.
While the wall ‘o mirrors was intended to hover over the sideboard, the pretty new frame begs for expansion. Perhaps it’ll look nice above Grandma’s mustard chair? And then maybe that’ll encourage more frames and more art, and really, what could be wrong with that?
In other news, how have you been? Any frames in your home destined for art? Or paint? Or a spot on the wall in general? And hey, who’s hungry for turkey? No, it’s not too early to stretch those bellies.