It should come as no surprise that Scott and I kind of has this, um, addiction, for small art. Makes sense, I suppose – tiny home, tiny art. You’ve seen our mini (and forever growing) cluster by the door, and perhaps you’ve noticed our affinity for trinkets and the sort – seen here, here, and even here. Welp, we’ve grown some more. Since last week, our home grew a whole 2 prints worth. (That’s surely a technical term.)
I’ve seen Amanda’s graphic work pop up around the blogosphere, but what really caught my eye was her hand-cut paper work. Of course we were thrilled to add this our newly spruced up kitchen – the best part being our personal input on colors, backgrounds, and (of course) the whole custom K+S ooey gooey love stuff.
But to top off our print quota for the week, we also added a super (duper) sentimental photograph to our living room shelves. Years ago I snapped this shot in my grandma’s home – the home that was recently handed over to new owners as she moved into her own smaller pad (following the passing of the coolest person in the world, my pap.)
Just check out that wallpaper, right? She’s pretty hip and doesn’t even know it. It only made sense to layer the print with a portrait of the two of them together, also in their home. And yes, that infamous camera is holding it all down.
That’s it for now, but 2 in a week ain’t shabby. The funny thing is that we still have prints rolled up in tubes and old photos stuffed in cabinets for future use. Anyone else in that same boat? Or maybe you’re eyeing something you’ve seen recently and don’t know where it’ll go? There’s always room on those walls somewhere; you better believe it.