Today is a nerve wracking day for me. I may or may not be leaving at 6 a.m. to drive from OKC to Nashville for a blogger’s conference. Problem is, I haven’t heard back from my friend about whether she’s coming with me or not, which is a deal breaker on the trip for me because I can’t stay awake driving for 12 straight hours – well, at least not without the help of some illegal substances anyway. It’s okay if I don’t get to go to the conference though, because an almost equally exciting opportunity is happening this Saturday that I’d get to be a part of if I stayed. Ron Paul is coming to town, and Lukus will possibly be speaking at the event, and I’d get to help out and meet one of my heroes. Either way is a win-win. It’s the not knowing if I need to be packing my suitcase, or just cleaning the bathrooms like a normal Wednesday that’s the itch.
So until my head is un-whirlwinded, I wanted to share a project I did back around Christmas that I keep forgetting to post. This corner of our bedroom, which is Lukus’ side, was feeling a bit ho-hum, and not masculine and stylish enough for my guy.
Plus, it’s the first view one sees when walking up the stairs, and it just didn’t get my motor runnin’. I wanted a big, dramatic statement piece on that wall and to fill in some of the blank space along the bottom part of the wall.
I’ve gradually been adding pieces of natural wood all around my house (being a tree-lover and all), and when I noticed a huge piece of pretty plywood in our garage from a project we decided not to do, the vision came to me.
I set up the plywood in the living room, grabbed my paints and paintbrushes, and got to work.
I love the simultaneous playfulness and drama of woodgrain. I think it’s beautiful art in it’s own right, but I wanted to add my touch while high-lighting the natural beauty of the wood. I took some black paint and a fine-tipped brush and began tracing the lines of the woodgrain in black.
It took me about an hour and a half, and when Lukus came over to take a look, he was purdy impressed, and he’s not easily impressed. I was feeling quite thrilled myself, but I knew it needed some color to give it that “pop” that I wanted to see when walking up the stairs. Lukus likes purple, and our wedding was done in multiple shades of purple and blue, and I wanted our bedroom to have that romantic hint to our wedding day. But I also love the look of stained wood, as well as raw. Sorry I don’t have any more in-progress shots, but I think you can tell what I did in the next photo. Now THIS is what I see when I walk up the stairs:
I also switched out Lukus’ end table for our former entertainment center which was serving as storage space in our bathroom. Now the end table is in our bathroom, and Lukus has more shelf space for his 47 million books that he always has by his bedside, and there’s no more awkward blank space between the table and chair. I also bought him that little green flask with the print of a bike on it (since he used to be a bicycle mechanic and loves biking), and told him I’d RATHER him leave his incredible brown leather boots right where he likes to take them off. I love those boots, and don’t mind having that hint of Lukus on display, as well as getting to be the cool wife who doesn’t bug her husband to put his shoes away.
It’s chaotic and abstract, and yet it’s calming and reminds me of rivers and maps. It’s modern and rustic at the same time, natural but with a human touch. Is it weird that I’m going on and on so much about my own project? I mean, I’m really more astounded by what was already there, and just feel privileged to have had an artistic idea that brought it out further. I used to want to be a painter, but just didn’t have the talent for it. Tracing however, is right up my alley.
Have you pleasantly surprised yourself with a project lately? Do you have a favorite “big statement” piece in your home? Does your husband like purple? Yeah, I’ve kinda got a one-of-a-kind – both in art and in my husband.