Two weeks ago I was gifted with some pretty awesome stuff. Antique picture frames- very ornate- and some with just enough character (chipped plaster) to appeal to my style. A couple of vintage candle chandeliers (do I leave them shabby off white or totally go wild and paint them in -your -face pink?) A few other assorted items and a stack of sheet music.
I have had quite a lot happening in the studio lately with getting the summer schedule figured out and a counter filled with repair orders. So everything pretty much was left right where I put it when I walked in the door. I finally got it all organized and put away so it didn't look quite as much like a flea market in here.
I f my mom were still alive I am pretty sure she would have told me she had coloring books just like them and maybe we would have sat down and colored some pages together. She often told me stories about writing postcards to MGM stars and getting autographed photos back in return and how she would spend Saturday afternoons at the matinees.