Two Bucks and a Can of Flat Black

There are two prints; ... no three that I keep my eye open for 

at the local thrift shops.

One is this one.  

Soon as I spotted it; I made this

mad dash around a rack of clothes.  

The frame is actually plastic but the print was

in pretty good shape except for being partially unattached.

I asked the man running the register how much he wanted for it-

He examined it carefully and I could tell 

he "appreciated" it too.  

Before he answered a price, I reminded him

lol ... that you know it "IS" all coming apart

and frame... is plastic.  

"How bout two bucks, he asked."

-- sold.  

I carefully sat it on the passenger seat in my jeep for the happy ride home.  

The only paint we had in our shop was gloss.  

I knew I hated the frame the way it was, but would even more

"glossyblack." 

 So a quick run to the nearest Dollar General and

I was in business.  

Flat black!  

 I first carried it to the mechanic shop and Trent reminded me 

Dad doesn't like anything painted in here when we're running the reddi heater.

Good point.  

:)  lol  

 I'm pretty sure as cold as it was out  in the shed,

quality control would give me a thumbs down... but oh well.

You do what you gotta do.

Was a little worried when that middle part looked as goofy as it did but 

I decided if it still looked like that dry, I'd go back over that part with a brush of 

something... (yeah even turquoise crossed  my mind- barbaric huh?

I left it  out  in the freeeezin cold a couple hours but I 

 brought the print inside for safe keeping.

Grace .. on top of lace...

and some vintage wallpaper and contact paper too.  

 Two bucks and a can of flat black later...

and wala...

It turned out better than I hoped.

It still needs a couple little staples or four or six- on the back 

for good measure. 

Myguy said he'd help me with that. 

Hope he has a plan coz I'm not sure how to staple a tiny 

staple into a thin plastic ridge. 

He told me he  loves the picture and  thinks his Grampa and Grandma 

had one hanging in their house too.  

Well that's all for today... I have to head out to the shop for awhile so the 

guys can make it to an appt.  

 I leave you with this washtub full of pansies.

It was 9 degrees here last night...

and they didn't seem mind one bit! 

Pansies are not a pansy! 

Well unless it's hot out; 

I guess we all have our thing.

Have a great day,

L