Wednesday, October 14, 2009
This is one of a series of prints that I've looked at online and dreamed about buying, but never got around to it. As soon as I saw it sitting there on the shelf amongst bad 1970's oil paintings and brown and gold macrame, I knew it needed me to take it home and love it. I snatched it up and headed home pleased as punch all the while making plans for my new love.
One thing was for certain, the black frame would have to go as it was fairly beat up. I got home and held it up in the spot I already had picked out and really wanted to hang it, but decided the nicks and scratches in the frame were too much. Then inspiration hit. I dug out a black Sharpie and colored in the bad spots. Voila...good as new!
Eventually, I will get a new frame, but I know myself well enough to know if I tuck that picture away until then it won't come out of hiding for a good year or two. At least now I will be looking at it daily and may actually remember to pick up a new frame next time I see something I like. The picture will be hanging in a corner of a dark room so the marker doesn't even show up that well. Who's gonna notice?
I've also used the Sharpie to fill in a couple of scratches that appeared on Hubby's dresser after we moved and touch up Sport's church shoes. No one's the wiser...until now.
Keeping a black Sharpie ready for little repairs works for me. Head over to We Are That Family for more WFMW ideas.