Monday, October 19, 2015

Flower wreath!


It's my mother's birthday today!

She's always on the lookout for floral wreaths to hang on her door--so I made her one as a gift!

Here it is…


I hot-glued artificial flower tops onto a store-bought grapevine wreath (18"). Pretty self-explanatory.

It had the same look of the floral heart I mailed out last year.


floral close-ups!

The goal was for the wreath to be loaded with color and so full you couldn't see the grapevine from underneath.

I hope she likes it.

And to keep it real, my brothers and I got her two dozen roses as well. After all she's done for us, it the very least we can do.

Happy Birthday, Mom!!

Monday, October 12, 2015

One man's trash...


It was propped up against a garbage can. Discarded, waiting for the landfill.

This is what I came upon while walking through the neighborhood next to mine…

Found artwork - 18" x 24" (origin unknown)

An Asian seascape of some kind. It looked a bit amateurish (probably mass-produced) yet exotic.

The fact that no one else wanted the painting made me want it that much more. It was too colorful to ignore!

I'm going to hang it up in my new place. It'll be my first work of art to go up there!

As the saying goes, "One man's trash is another man's treasure."

Monday, October 5, 2015

One month down!


There have been challenges and moments of frustration. Times when I didn't know what I was doing or what to do next. Having to figure it out and go through it all by myself.

But the freedom and independence make it worth it.

It's been exactly a month since I moved out on my own.

The newness of it all is slowly wearing off yet it still feels so new to me.

The commute to and from work has been a breeze, I'm enjoying having my own space, and I've been going to the lake as often as possible (now that I live across the street from it).

I still get overwhelmed and nervous and lonely and still don't have a couch or a bed to sleep on but I will manage.

Little by little it's coming together. I don't know what the end result will be but I look forward to experiencing it firsthand.

And I may or may not have been dancing to this song at my new place…