Blame It On The Frames

I hung some pictures.  In frames.  Feel free to take a minute to let the gravity of that sink in.

You see, every now and then I blow things out of proportion.  I look at something that really isn’t that hard, that really isn’t that big of a deal and I make it so big, so insurmountably horrible, that I would do just about anything to avoid it.  Sometimes that thing is the only errand on a long weekend.  Sometimes it’s getting up to use the bathroom when I’m about to fall asleep.  Sometimes it’s changing the channel without the remote.  Whatever it is, given enough time and a strong enough lazy streak, I can make anything feel like the equivalent of being asked to dig my way to China.  (Can’t it wait a little bit?  China will still be there tomorrow.  Plus, I bruised my shoveling arm and for God’s sake, think of the children!)  Now, most of the things I tend to get overly sloth-like about are fairly common.  I mean, who hasn’t lain in the dark and weighed the very real possibility of wetting the bed against the crushing weight of gravity and decided to take their chances instead of getting up?  But some of these things are so tiny, so insignificantly small that avoiding them not only takes more effort than doing them, but even attempting to avoid them should be considered a serious sign of mental illness. 

            This is where the picture frames come in.

            I started college in the summer of 2000, just a scant few weeks after graduating from high school.  In order to prepare for my grand foray into the unknown, I bought a few things with which I might decorate my new digs.  Among those things was a large print of some Monet or other that I quite liked at the time.  About six months ago, seven years after I purchased said print, I decided I’d had enough of its accusatory presence lurking about in the closet and I finally pulled it out and donated it to the Salvation Army.  I am nothing if not a problem solver.

            In reality, of course, the problem lies much deeper than that.  I have a framing phobia.  Well, maybe not a full on phobia, but definitely some sort of framing aversion that prevents me from putting art and frame together without tears and bloodshed coming into play.  Not that I haven’t tried, because good GOD have I tried, but no matter how many frames are procured, no matter how much art is purchased with good intentions, I know that when my time is done and I show up at the pearly gates for an evaluation of my good deeds, there will be some serious questions to be answered about why I thought the needy needed so much art and exactly how benevolent unloading my psychological baggage on the underprivileged could be.

            Anyway (WOW, that was a long detour!), the point is that my mother got me some frames…there’s no need to get into when theses frames were given to me, we’ll just say it wasn’t this year, but she got me these frames you see and I FILLED THEM.  And!  AND hung them on the wall!!!

 

 

FRAMES!!

 

 

With PICTURES!!!

 

 

On the WALL!!!!

 

We’re not just talking about a couple of picture frames here people.  We are talking about twenty-four(!) pictures in fourteen frames.  Are you shocked?  Because I’m not going to lie to you – I know it’s hard to tell from my subtle and understated ways – but I’m a tiny bit surprised myself.  

Comments

[Becky]

I'm the EXACT opposite. I have about 400 frames and never the perfect enough picture for the frame!! Thank God for you and your pictures!!

[Monkee]

Honestly, I think the world would be a better place if everyone had their very own Becky; you're like my own personal cheerleader!

[Nicole]

So I'm intrested in your frame holder... weird I know. But I like how it gives the effect of them just floating, perfectly even, in the middle of the wall. Any suggestions on where I could find something like that... Hobby Lobby? Michael's? Target Perhaps?

BTW... You're house is incredible!

[Michelle]

I was just wondering where you found the rod for your holder? and did you drill the holes in the rod your self? i would like to do this with a barn board type holder and frames