Finding Treasures
I'm been shopping for a new picture for our small bathroom that was just repainted. In the past, two framed sets of stamps were in there. Stamps are so beautiful and I had quite a big collection. I stuck some on black fabric and threw them in a frame, but I was ready for something different.
While doing a rapid de-junking of my husbands office closet (that's a whole post by itself), I came across a large envelope of art work my husband had done when he was a teenager. Some of it was assignments from a correspondence course he took. Not only is my husband a master musician, but a wonderful artist.
Two of his assignments:
