If you found me through Better After, welcome! Click here to see the feature. I’ve been a long time reader of Lindsey’s fantastic blog and am thrilled that she decided to feature Ada’s bedroom today. Thanks Lindsey!
Editing has been hard for me in this house because we have a lot of areas still in flux. I haven’t yet gotten around to painting the kitchen, stairwell or upstairs hallway, haven’t touched the bathrooms, sun room is in limbo because we need to have some work done in it, and our biggest bedroom is currently being used for storage. Most of the spaces I’ve listed need more than just a coat of paint on the walls (in some cases a lot more) so we’ll get to each of those spaces as time, budget, and life allow.
But that hasn’t stopped me from wanting to unpack all our boxes in order to find homes for all our favorite things. As a result, the living room has become sort of a dumping ground for every single frame and knick knack. And I’m a painter. So I’m adding to the collection often. But today I forced myself to edit a bit. I’ve been unhappy with the gallery wall in the living room ever since we swapped couches and moved the tv. It used to look like this back in December:
And then things got moved around so I filled it in with some more things and it got crazy and looked stupid.
So today I forced myself to take everything off the wall to get a fresh perspective. I didn’t buy anything new, I just used what I had, and tried to edit as much as I could. I’m not the kind of person who ever likes leaving pictures and frames un-hung. Especially family photos. It feels so wrong to have Grandma stacked in a box instead of on the wall…as if I am somehow making a statement about my feelings towards her. Am I the only one who feels this way??? Anyway, I did my usual hemming and hawing and ended up taking away at least seven frames. I’m trying to remind myself that I have plenty of walls for them to live on, once those walls are ready. Some of you might laugh when you see what my version of “severely edited” is, but I tried to focus on bigger and fewer pieces while still ending up with a look that is eclectic, easy, and colorful. (The painting on the far left is 24 x 30, to give you a sense of scale… in pictures things can tend to look itty bitty even when they aren’t.)
I told you yesterday that the mirror above the fireplace was getting some attention as well. You can see in one of the pictures above that the mirror used to be white. Actually, I painted it white a couple years ago while we were living in our condo and the mirror was hanging on the wall. Yes. I painted the mirror while it was on the wall. That beast is heavy. Needless to say, the paint job was atrocious. And once I put it in its spot in this house, I was not thrilled about the white on white look with the mantle and surround.
Well, I actually took it down to work on it this time. All I did was sand it down lightly, give it a couple coats of Rustoleum gold spray paint, and then sanded down the edges to distress it a bit after it was dry. And I also hung it up this time. It had been propped on the mantle, but that always made me nervous and it also ate up a lot of room that should be used for candles or plants or whatever else my little heart desires.
The White Party:
If you’re wondering what those circles in the black frames are, wonder no more. I wanted something graphic but curvy and uncomplicated to break up all the hard lines and boxes on that back wall. I had two $5 Ikea poster frames sitting in the garage, so I literally just took the paper that came in the frame, turned it over to the blank side, and painted a different circular shape on each one with a mixture of black and cobalt blue paint. I wanted them to look as brushed and imperfect as possible.
Enough of the fun stuff. Time for me to suck it up and paint another closet now…I guess. Brian is probably wondering why the living room has been altered at least fifteen times and yet he still has nowhere to hang his shirts.
Oh, well, because painting closets is pretty close to torture.
But. I’m on it. Closet 2.0.