Hello Uncommon Slice of Suburbia readers. I’m Bliss from Bliss Ranch and while Kristin is off enjoying vacation, casting her cares to the wind, I’m here slaving away at a guest post to help fill the void. I also have to admit, that I’m darn thrilled about being here! Since Kristin lives in San Diego I think next time I should do a post while I house sit for her. Preferable in the middle of a Minnesota winter. I do recall a surfer from San Diego named Clete many years ago…………
I would have liked to do an amazing furniture project for my guest spot, maybe something like my Kodak dresser. But while I’m sure you are all wonderful folks, you were not wonderful enough for me to swelter out side painting in the midwest heat wave.
My kids are not exactly little anymore. For the most part they have quit blessing me with art made at school. But about 13 years ago we had company coming and empty walls with emptier wallets. I needed something to fill space that I didn’t have to take out a loan for. Like FREE was what I was thinking. With six kids the one thing I have is scribbles from school. They wonder why I saved the stuff. I see my memories when I look at the piles of crayon drawings.
At the time there was no internet for me to get any great art display ideas, and I had to use what was on hand. I told my husband I needed something BIG that I could make a collage on and fill the walls. What he brought me from the garage was pieces of sheet rock. I sat on our bedroom floor surrounded by my kids art making collages. 13 years later I can’t bear to take them down.
This hangs in the stairway. There is no rhyme or reason to the way the art is arranged, other than it had to cover the sheet rock. If it hung over the edge I trimed it off. As each piece of sheet rock was filled my husband screwed the rock right to the wall and then attached some sort of trim around it while it was already on the wall. No rocket science involved, and nothing drastically creative, we had to be quick, remember?…..company was coming!
As the years went on these paper mache masks started to appear. My kids all had the same elementary school art teacher and she never deviated from what she had them make. I think this must be a mouse, but I have no idea what the one below is. A purple pig? A purple bald clown pig? With white furry eyebrows?
This collage ended up becoming part of the wall in the family room. One daughter made all her people with heads shaped like hearts and the other daughter always gave her people belly buttons. My oldest son was a Ninja Turtle fan. He also colored a picture of his daddy’s new truck when he was 5 years old. It looked just like it and we thought it was pretty good for a kindergartner.
The hall way between rooms is long and dark and I’ve never even considered taking their art down to hang something else. I guess I should thank our company for planning a trip when they did. If they would not have been coming to vacation with us the walls might still be empty, or worse yet, not have my memories hung to admire every day.
These frames are made from inexpensive cove molding that was mitered and attached right on the wall after the sheet rock was hung.
The paper mache masks have all fallen off the wall a time or two. Not because my kids ran willy nilly down the hall wielding swords or throwing balls or anything like that of course. I see there is one paper mask among the others – must of been a substitute teacher once.
See that *thing* hanging in the distance? It’s a sheet. I don’t know why it is hanging there. My guess is that someone wanted the dryer and that sheet wasn’t dry. Sheet art? Well sheet happens!
Thank you Kristin for having me. I have to go dust off a paper mache mouse snout now.