I’m a big fan of old picture frames. They are a thing of beauty in themselves, a bit of flaking paint or damaged gesso only adding to the interest of their life lived. Whenever I come across one that’s not too expensive it gets squirreled away and my little stash is slowly growing.
I thought I’d use one of them to frame the painting I did the other day (I decided its worthy to justify going on the wall for a while). It was such a satisfying feeling to frame the picture and then put it on the wall – its enough to make me want to be a painter! But then it is also great fun to play with wedding dresses, old typewriters and dusty boxes – even if you don’t get to put them in a pretty frame and hang them in your lounge after.