Something neither one of us had done before. Painting on wooden what nots. A nice quiet activity, but with results that will leave a lasting memory. Fun. Having been to Holland, my sister picked the tulips. I have seen these wooden pictures in the stores, just never thought to try doing something with them. There is a light in each one. A very different look when seen at night with the light in the back.
Anyone else given these little wooden what nots a try? If yes, post a picture, it would be delightful to see your “vision”. I noted the Halloween ones are out now. Do I dare try spooky 🐱
PL Calendar day 6 Begin each day with a renewed sense of appreciation.
Always remember that you are here today thanks to God, and thanks to the many people around you. Lets make each day meaningful by starting out with a feeling of gratitude.
I used distress oxide sprays (Ranger) on the night scene, with acrylics both metallic and regular paints.
tulips were done with markers
Right. If only life were that simple..
Oophs sorry, wrong door, and you can simply close it and go to the next one. It happens more often than we would like to acknowledge. Another project, another impossible discussion with ?, a deadline looming and we’ve not come to a decision.
If we landed in a bit of a pickle, chances are, we by our own actions had a hand in lading us there. Time to stand back and really examine the “door/issue/challenge”. See it as an opportunity.
Don’t be deterred by how it looks, if you want inside, or to know what is behind the doors, then you will need to creatively find a way to do just that.
A door big or small, any shape at all, has always fascinated me, I doubt that will change anytime soon. Even when I know what is behind the door. I want to open the door and go inside. Unless of course it is housework, and dirty dishes waiting on the other side.
green door by Jim Gove on flickr
plain on the outside maybe, but inside…comforts of home in a land far far away
Where would you like to be today?
Come on, come outside and play..
we can each take a turn
at having our own way…
do you believe me?
sure you do
I am after all
an another version