When I was checking out Skip's Sew-along skirt yesterday, I noticed some lovely artwork in the background that looked like she made it. It's one of my great disappointments in life that I am not 'artistic'. I have lots of images in my head of things that I would like to make, but I don't have the ability to translate the ideas into reality being technical rather than artistic. But, I am rather handy with a craft knife, so I wanted to show you some decoupage I did when we first moved in to decorate out house.
This is the wedding wall in our bedroom. I painted square canvasses in different shades, painstakingly cut out some of our wedding pictures, and glued them to the canvasess.
This is our trip wall over our bed. I blew up and cut out some of pictures I had taken of landmarks when we've been on holiday. Sadly, there has been no new pictures (or new venues) since Maia has been born.
Being a narcissist, I also did a long wedding mural. This one is my favourite.
You might have seen in the background of any of the pictures I've taken in Jamie's room, but his room is a bit crazy. We moved here when I was pregnant with Maia and I was Nesting in a Major Way so I started painting his room in a farm theme. I'm a bit of a dork about when cities / towns decorate fiberglass animals so there are about thirty sheep I cut out from when we visited Pittsfield, MA's Sheep Parade and a spattering of cows from Edinburgh's Cow Parade. Including this one where a baby Jamie is riding the cow in the Botanic Gardens.
This is the duck pond, with a frog clock we picked up in Florence. You can see a little bit at the bottom, that before I spliced heads all over the place on Photoshop, I physically spliced heads with glue. That's Steven's brother and his girlfriend going fishing at the duck pond.
Here's the vegetable patch with a lot of vegetables that Jamie will never eat.
I think I'm pretty much the funniest person alive for making Steven into a scarecrow.
And here's Steven's mum picking apples in the orchard.
And my mom, baling some hay.
And my dad, riding a tractor.
One of the reasons that I decided to go batsh*t crazy in Jamie's room (other than my pregnancy hormones) was because we only get to see my family a couple of times a year and I wanted the kids to be able to see them all the time so we could talk about them and they would know that they are always a part of our lives. Much to my discredit, I stopped working on the murals when Maia was born so there are a lot of family members still missing. I'm thinking that I should set aside some time soon to get it finished.