Thursday, August 30, 2012
My Special House
Earlier this spring, I bought a framed print. I rarely by any "art." When your husband takes beautiful pictures, you don't have to fill your walls within someone else's creations.
I have rotating set of framed prints and photographs that I use in our home at different times of the year. There's only so much wall space to fill, so I don't have a need to fill any spot right now.
But this picture "spoke" to me. Does that make sense? It reminded me so very much of Vermont, where we vacation. Particularly for this:
See that slanted window? It looks like it's installed improperly, right? Well, in Vermont, on all those back country roads, there are so many houses like this, with a little window installed diagonally in a room upstairs. And the houses are farmhouses, just like this one. And they have apple trees in the yards, with bird houses and bird feeders, and flowers too.
I didn't know who the artist was until my mother returned from Vermont last week and mentioned that she saw it in another gift shop. The print is called "Spring Flowers," and the artist is a man named Fred Swan. And he is a Vermont artist, so when this shot reminded me of Vermont, I was totally right. He lives there and paints many scenes from that area.
The print was more than I wished to pay, but I happened to have a $20 coupon to the gift shop. And birthday money. So it was my little treat to myself earlier this summer. And now it sits above my couch in my living room. And makes me happy.
Isn't that what really matters?