We are all drawn to framed material that speaks to us personally. Be it current and decades old photographs or children’s artwork. Arrangements may be clustered on a bedside table or graphed on the wall in the den.
Whatever the subject matter, the combination of frames for the composition must compliment one another. It is important to stay true to one consistent element as the combination is created as well as when additions are made. Be it the finish, style or scale. Indeed what the frame holds is actually the central feature, however, the overall effect from across the room is equally important. The photo above illustrates the use of one dominant feature, the black, as the connection.
There are other subjects suitable for framing that can be both personal as well as artistic. Letters from loved ones, sheet music, pages of antique books, menus….the list is endless.
Identical frames arranged in a grid pattern is a most satisfying work of art in and of itself.
Using identically matted and framed photographs as a mirror or fireplace surround is stunning.
Perhaps you stumble upon a series of portraits in an antique shop or flea market. If the period of these pieces appeal to you and they are priced reasonably, you have the ingredients for a magnificent feature for an otherwise sleepy wall.
Another flea market find might be a journal. Aged and discolored though the pages may be, the artistry of the penmanship can be quite lovely. This would certainly be the case if you are fortunate enough to have handwritten letters of your ancestors.
While discussing antique shops and flea markets, these are fabulous sources of aged frames. Inexpensive and unique, these gems add another element of interest to what you select to frame.
Framing chalkboards is a favorite of mine. For a kitchen, laundry or child’s room. Attractive as well as useful. This is also one of my favorite ways to personalize a party. Names of honorees for a shower, menu for a casual supper.
Last but not least…what better way to decorate the wall of a nursery than framed pages of a book of nursery rhymes.
Now that this post is complete, I find myself anxious to practice what I preach. I have a collection of thank you notes I have tucked away for years. The sweet script of my son, at age six, telling me he loved me. The last thank you note my mother wrote. The thank you from a dear friend for the going away gift. These are the written words of the one’s I love. What better way to keep them close than to frame their thoughts, gather them together and hang them framed to view every day because…
EVERY DAY MATTERS