A week or so ago I scored a couple picture frames from a local thrift shop for about a dollar each. Take a look at these babies…
I mean, who wouldn’t want a creepy horse-lady-bride-staring-at-the-moon painting? Yikes.
(I actually kept these in the shopping bag until I the second I was ready to paint them because I just couldn’t handle the creep factor. I’m serious.)
A few coats of spray paint and an adorable mini print from Wren and Chickadee gives you something much easier on the eye.
I’m not sure yet, but I think this little squirrel might be making it’s home in our kitchen.
Also, I am now fully addicted to spray painting. Addicted, I tell you. You can’t even step out onto our back porch… dozens of little knick-knacks are sitting out there on old sheets of newspaper, awaiting their fate. I’ve already painted an old shelf, some baby food jars and a leaf. Why, I don’t even know.
It’s becoming a problem.