As a creative type, I never know what I’ll be doing next. I may have a project sitting in my office for months, but if my creativity doesn’t “tell” me to finish that project that day, then I don’t. I float to wherever my creative river takes me. Last week, my “creative spirit” decided it wanted to make some signs. So I obeyed it.
This sign came about because of the horse.
This is how the project started out. That horse used to be my Mother’s. She’s passed and so I feel like I can’t sell it or give it away. But it doesn’t fit my decorating style, so what to do with it? That’s when the sign idea struck me.
Mr. Wonderful bought me this itty bitty projector for my birthday a few months ago. I attempted to use it on a Christmas sign and got frustrated, threw it back in the box and had decided to send it back. Well, I never did and thought I’d better get it back out and see if I could make it work for me.
I realize now that in my first attempt with the projector, I was trying to use it without the tripod. FAIL! Just for the record, I’m not someone who reads directions. I mean those are for people who aren’t clever enough to figure it out on their own, right?
Actually, if I can’t figure something out, Mr. Wonderful rides in on his steed and reads the directions for me. I know. I’m lame and lazy….and lucky!
I tell myself it’s because us creative types don’t have the patience for such nonsense. Perhaps, it’s just me.
If I weren’t so impatient, I would have traced this daggone horse before I stapled it on…you know…for future signs…to sell.
The “treats” in the jar are actually for my cats. I swear, they’re like crack cocaine to my little Cinder girl. She cries for them every day around 11 AM. And 8 AM, and 1:30 PM, and 4:35 PM. We’re thinking of sending her to rehab.
This one was done with my tried and true method of sign painting. You can see that tutorial here. This particular sign was made with the end of an old table. I left the original paint. I wanted to keep it really simple.
This one was done with the project and Word Art. I think this piece of wood is also the end of a folding table.
I sold one of these signs to a young lady named Elysee. She was sooo excited to find her name on a sign. I’m not sure if she knew it was also the name of Paris’ most famous shopping boulevard. This particular sign just got the white-outline treatment to make the lettering stand out more.
I saw Addicted2Decorating’s Family Name Sign and decided I want to do my own with my own vintage spin on it.
I decided to take my business logo and tweak it a bit. I’m not entirely pleased with it, but it hangs in my living room for now, anyway, until I can figure out what I need to do to it to make me happy. It’ll come to me…one day…I hope.
Where’s your creative river taking you today?
Bye from the bungalow,
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