I was on the hunt for frames the other day and hit those couple of boxes burried DEEP in the garage — you know the ones: you packed them a million moves ago and they’ve gone ignored ever since. In addition to some fabulous frames, I also found this gem that I probably painted in middle school (back when this cat was still alive). I had completely forgotten about this project from a time long, long ago, but there’s something perfectly imperfect about them. Plus, they are personal art which is my favorite to decorate with.
They haven’t found a permanent home yet, but I’m toying with a few ideas.
