I saw it at a once-a-month, thrift event after work with Jo, and no doubt, that atmosphere contributed to my exuberance over it. It was dark metal (which isn't really my thing) + I wasn't certain I wanted it over my couch (though I've been hunting for something fun to put there)...but I just fell for the joyful, handmade, imperfect perfection of it. Someone made this with their hands! My heart swells.
I considered painting it either white or cobalt blue and impulsively painted it the next morning before work (deciding I could paint over it if I wanted the darker color). I love how the rust came through, and it was nailed it up the next day. I thought maybe I'd have Jo type, "hihi" (a favorite greeting we adopted after watching Sunny) + tape the tiny paper up inside the frame. Weeks went by + that hasn't happened, so today I decided to see if I could attach things with magnets. Satisfying. Playful. Not too serious. One of a kind. I like it.
Love,
Jane