the canvas story

I've had three large canvases for almost 4 years now. And, they have unknowingly turned into one of my pride and joys. The canvases have been painted over about 5 times with different materials and for different purposes. Ya see, I most likely have a problem with re-decorating. I can't stand to look at the same thing for too long. (I'm sure you have noticed my blog header change at least once every couple of weeks.)

The canvases have held paint and crayon and marker and oil and charcoal. And this is the first time that I have thought about recording the canvas story. Because it has turned into just that: A story. They originally had a red poem painted across all three. Next, they had green and blue squares drawn over all of them with crayon. Then I used charcoal and oil to mix everything together in a weird mural. About a year later- I got sick of it all and painted over the whole thing with thick brown paint. And they have been that way ever since. Until today that is.

I recently bought gold spraypaint to paint a mirror frame, and had some leftover. So, I decided to make stencils and spray our initials onto the canvases. And, Voila! New dining room art!