This past week or so, Darren and I have been talking a lot about renovating/redecorating our house. For example, our bedroom is blue, and we are pretty tired of it, so I think we may switch to a light yellow. There is a very long list of things to do, from re-caulking the bathroom sinks, to finding a new storage solution for our television, to finally planting a proper garden.
On Sunday afternoon I was just getting frustrated with just thinking and had to DO something. So, keeping in mind my New Years Resolution, I rehung a picture.
I painted this picture in Grade 11. It is a self-portrait, and I am particularly proud of the skin. I spent tons of time on everything else, and did the skin in a few classes. Funny how that works out.
When we first moved into our house the portrait lived in the dining room, but that was a little overwhelming. I mean, I do look fairly forbidding. Then when my grandparents gave us a lovely gilt-edged mirror, the portrait was moved to the upstairs hall on one of the hooks that was left over from the previous owners. However, I have never been satisfied with its placement, but there it stayed for a long time.
Until Sunday afternoon. In my zeal to DO something with our house, I took it down and rehung it near our bedroom door. I think it looks better. There is a little alcove near the door that frames the portrait nicely. It looks like it fits there, rather than just hanging in space all by itself.
I really think that it is all these little improvements that keep me from exploding with “wantingtodoeverythingallatonce!” Which is, of course, impossible. And if I tried to do everything whenever I wanted to, the house would be an absolute disaster area. Thank goodness for small projects fending off large mistakes!