Last week I posted on my latest adventure with beadboard wallpaper – my kitchen backsplash. Well, I got inspired and decided to re-do the art above my stove.
The types of artists and designers that I truly enjoy the most are the ones that create things you don’t see with your two eyes. J.K. Rowling, Lisa Frank, Alex Katz, Betsey Johnson. And Mackenzie Childs.
I left off with a part I recap of our Italy travels in Florence here.
Let’s just pick up where we left off, shall we?
I’m not one for bucket lists, but visiting Italy is definitely one of the few items on my life “wish list”. I had always pictured myself studying abroad while I was in school, and that would be my way to get there. But one thing led to another and I couldn’t carve out the time to do so. (One of my few regrets.) Not only did I imagine myself visiting Italy someday, I specifically envisioned myself in Florence.
This post has been sitting in my drafts folder for exactly a year now. Mainly because I’m still waffling with what my opinion is.
The thing is, I have been a scrapbooker for most of my adult life.
When I say scrapbooker, I mean drawer-full-of-crazy-scissors, got-monopoly-board-game-paper-just-in-case, every-shade-of-sharpie-marker kind of scrapbooker.
I seem to be on a bit of a gilded kick.
First, last week I read The American Heiress, a novel about a wealthy debutante from Newport, RI who travels to England in search of a “title”. The novel is full of rich imagery about the lush estate homes in both Newport and English countryside.
Until you have artwork on the walls, a house will never feel like a home.
At least in my book.