Years ago I used to frame things, photos or prints. I was taught by an old roommate. Then I became frightened with choices of furniture, framing et al as we tried to afford to furnish our home.
Today I picked up a painting done by my father and I believe I did right by it. I must thank the framer/gallery for their input but it was my dream and my choice and today I did well.
There’s a man who does watercolor portraits outside of where I used to stay in Florence. I have three, and triple-matted them for a dining room trio. I bought two Tuscan farmhouse lithographs for $2,50 apiece at a charity shop and spent $150 each framing them.
With experience, I’m gaining an eye on design. With experience and wisdom, my father is painting and I am thrilled to have something he did with his own hand. Most of what I have of him is from his mind, so this is something permanent.
WordPress won’t let me know how the photo turned out so I’ll have to leave you now as you can presumably see it and I cannot. Good night. Happy Thanksgiving! Pardon a turkey today. Dee
Tuscan Landscape
Cooking with Dee 