The Living Room Wall

Between orienting Andrea to Dress Me Up and getting all sorts of everything ready for Baby No. 2, I've also been doing a fair amount of big project nesting - like rearranging the garden shed and garage, laundering everything in the linen closet and making curtains for the dining room, kitchen AND bedroom (though none of them are actually finished ... do unhemmed fabric panels hanging from ring clips count as 'making' curtains?) One project I'm thrilled about getting to - though I admit, it too is not fully complete - is my vintage picture frame collection. It's up! and finally adorning our living room wall.



The wall before:

From the day we moved in I've not been a fan of our living room wall colour, but as renters and considering the living room/dining room/hallway walls uniform-colour-expansiveness (meaning a lot of wall) we've chosen to not repaint. For almost two years this wall has been blank, waiting for me to collect enough vintage wooden frames to fill the space, and for me to make up my mind about just how they should go. In recent months our living room decor has been defined by stacks and stacks of laundry and a beautiful mandala drawing (done by my girlfriends at my recent Blessingway, more on that in a blog post to come). Collecting and visioning complete, it became time to tidy up and get the project done.

The wall during:

I saw this tip on a design show. I traced the frames onto paper, taped the paper to the wall, nudged and moved and rearranged, and then easily tapped the picture hangers through the paper and into the wall - centred and exact. It was a breeze.

The wall after:

I love the arrangement of the frames. Nathaniel and I plan to replace a few of the images with pictures from our pre-family traveling days, but in the meantime I'm diggin' the bizarre assortment of content. Who ever thought I'd have a dude with a gun on my wall?