Luckily, Jon is willing to paint. So some of the rooms in our house are painted and I love them. The rest of the walls are white and I'm ok with that, too. The books are tastefully arranged in an enormous bookshelf unit that Jon built. Well, some of the books are tastefully arranged in an enormous bookshelf unit that Jon built. The rest are tastefully arranged throughout the rest of the house in bookshelves, nightstands, the linen closet, and random stacks.
I like to think the net effect is one of coziness. Probably because I find the presence of a whole bunch of books indescribably soothing.
But yesterday, the last day of my stay-at-home-with-the-flu days, I actually did a little bit of decorating.
Angela Harris makes the most gorgeous trim tags. The are simply lovely and she has a bunch of different designs and color combos and I adore them. So I ordered two sets and when they arrived I just looked at them for a bit and sighed because they were so sweet and then I put them away because I realized that I had ordered these two sets just because I loved them, not because they went with the colors in my house! Bummer.
Yesterday, I gritted my teeth, pulled my tags out of their bags, and disassembled two of them. Honestly, it was hard. I gathered a bunch of supplies (ribbons, feathers, twigs, charms, etc) that went with the colors in my house and also made me think of Fall.
From my assemblage of stuff and Angela's base tags (how does she achieve that deep color?), I put together my own trim tags. They are nothing like Angela's; I just don't have her eye. But I really like them. And when I put one tag in each shadowbox and added a couple of leaves, I took a step back and said to myself, "There, I've decorated."
My wife used to be really into scrapping and into, I forget the phrase for it, but things like making the tags. I think it was called "alterations", but I could be off. Anyway, I understand the desire to create, because that's what writing does for me, but I don't get the desire to create art. That said, I'm glad some people do.
ReplyDeleteBut I totally get the desire to have books occupying every space possible.