Hanging Photographs

 I tend to procrastinate if I feel the finished product won't be exactly as I desire. I would rather live with apple boxes to store my clothes in, than spend money on an a chest of drawers that I do not love. I  work on the same painting for weeks and then leave it if I feel it is going in the wrong direction. Procrastinating perfectionism. 

A couple of years ago, I purchased a photo session at a school auction. I tend to shy away from this type of portrait photography, preferring to fill our home with photos from daily life. However, this photographer had a bit of an edge. I like that. The price was right and I figured it was time to have a couple of good photos of my children. The photo shoot was fun, he had us bring in lots of props from our life. My son brought along a tattoo sleeve. No, those are not real tattoos. 

 The gist of the story was that I was afraid to buy the giant frames for the matting and photos. I thought the size would overpower our small living room. So, the photos sat in a box. For two years. 

I had recently thrifted some vintage pant hangers in dark wood. The handles boasted that they were 24 carat gold. I only paid $2 for the lot of them. I had this idea in mind and I thought these hangers would be perfect.  I think I saw it in a magazine, with just photos hanging from the hangers. I pulled the photos, with matting, out of their dusty box and hooked them into the hangers. My sweetheart hung hooks so the photos would be easily interchangeable and a bit away from the wall.

The finished product is beginning to grow on me. I am nervous that the photos are not protected from dust by glass. But, what I do know, is the alternative is to be tucked in their box, free from dust, but out of sight. I am beginning to like it...