Something There Is That Doesn’t Love a Wall

That something is me, evidently, given that I’ve been in this apartment for two-and-a-half years and have almost nothing on my walls. The few things I have managed to tack up have been mostly driven by the impending visits of out-of-town friends or long-distance significant others. I want to be seen as an adult and, well, being an adult is having adequate home decor, right?

Okay, maybe not. Nonetheless, my late hours on Pinterest and the I’m-finally-going-to-do-this conviction of the new year have joined forces to put decorating back on the priority list.

I bought these 11×14 Jeff Mac prints today off of Etsy that I’m really excited about:

I also purchased these little guys from Juan Estrella on the site — perfect for the 3.5×2.5″ frames I have lying around. Juan has an entire series of little animal portraits painted on playing cards. I think they’re absolutely hilarious. I want all of them.

The piles of postcards I accrued when I studied and lived abroad may finally make their way into frames, and I’d also like to print out a bunch of the old-timey photos of my parents/grand-parents/great-grand-parents in Appalachia to hang up.

I’m definitely planning a cluster of Frank O’Hara poetry — I’ll frame some of my favorite poems of his as well as a photo of him. I also think it would be great to create clusters of cooking/food poetry for the dining room, bathroom poems for the bathroom and poems about sleeping/dreaming for the bedroom…but let’s not get too carried away here.