Some time ago, I picked up these paintings at a yard sale for a dollar. Yes yard sales pretty much rule the world. Of course the frames were in all of their seventies glory when I bought them, but nothing a little paint couldn't fix.
At first I painted them with more of an antique type paint finish and I have to say it didn't do it for me. Every time I'd walk past them I'd think, "Nop, that's not doing it for me. They need to be white."
So yesterday I finally pulled them off the wall and slapped some white paint on them, which lead to me taking care of some other neglected yard sale finds.
So happy.
My sis-in-law and I were talking the other day and she asked, "if you could think back to a time when you were the happiest. When would that be?" (or something like that). And besides the obvious--marriage, kids--I wasn't quite sure.
But yesterday I was reminded that I'm the happiest...
...when there's a project on my mind and paint on my hands.
Now that's bliss baby. Solid Bliss.
Friday, September 24, 2010
So happy...
Posted by Jeanette at 9:26 AM
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I love yard sale finds. My husband - not so much...
I love it when I finish a project...especially when it's something creative! I guess that's because most of what I do all day gets undone so fast--food gets eaten, laundry gets dirty again, the tidy house gets untidy again! But sewing projects and scrapbook pages and stuff like that...they can last forever!!!
so many new projects in our new rental so many i dream about the tackle.. glad you have a brush in your hands again.
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