Over the past few years I’ve changed quite a bit and so my room has changed along with me. My walls are covered with mostly black and white pictures of French architecture I tore out of an old calendar and my furniture is now cluttered with mismatched little frames (some that I’ve had since middle school). I don’t like the idea of being “matchy matchy” with colors and styles. What I do like are decorations that are personal. Lately, I’ve been collecting things that are unique but most importantly, meaningful. After all, what is the point of buying a factory made duplicate of some boring piece of “art”? I know what you’re thinking, how can this girl afford such one of a kind items? Well, I don’t own anything of that sort yet, but the art my friends have made for me definitely mean the more than anything I could buy.
friends have given or made me:
This marble ocean blue mug was a birthday gift from my good friend Nick. He’s made most of the art in my room but I really like this as my earthy rustic sharpie cup.
This particular painting I got out of the back of a truck, or rather, out of the back of Nick’s trunk. He’s a laid back kind of artist who pretty much uses his car as a studio. I was talking to him one day and he was showing me all the mugs he had (literally dozens!) when I saw this floating in the back. The orange and green undertones go with my room perfectly and I like to think the messy look of it parallels the messy look my room often has.
Probably one of my favorite gift’s from this Christmas, my sister and her friend made this for me. She traveled to Chicago before winter break to visit a girl who is studying fashion and design. They worked together to create this piece of art for me out of wooden frames and white canvas. I love how the dainty flower contrasts with the splotchy paint. Very modern and cute.
Another piece by Nick, only this is my favorite thing he’s made me because I described it to him and he created it. Sometimes I wish I had more of an artistic talent. I can imagine things vividly but the moment I try to transfer that image to paper it gets lost completely. Nick made this for me to decorate my dorm room when I moved out of my house freshman year of college. I told him that it felt like the end of one aspect of my life but the start of another. He kind of threw it together without thinking and only after it was done did we realize that it looked like the rising and setting sun depending on which way you flipped it. Pretty cool. I keep it on my desk and depending on my mood I’ll flip it one way or the other.
My room may be getting cluttered, but it really brings my room to life. I hope you enjoyed the art as much I do!
