Please do not try to say the first three words of this post title three times fast. It could get awkward.
I got this great square clock from my mother-in-law. (The grungy carpet courtesy of our apartment complex.)
We had it hanging in our dining room gallery wall for a while, and more recently it has perched on our bookshelf, but then I got the itch to do something crazy with it.
So I took it all apart–the back part, the clock part, the glass, the frame, and about 45 screws the size of a large pimple (defacement number 1: removing clock face. Get it?).
Ken was quite perturbed when I called it a night having painted only half of the frame. (This, my friends, is defacement number 2: the taking of something perfectly good and slathering paint all over it.)
But I had a vision that he could not thwart.
I carefully used Frogtape to block of the non-painted area and I blasted that frame with some blingy gold spraypaint.
Ken was thrilled. He likes the mint and gold combo much better than the half-painted look he thought he would have to live with.
I like it because it is shiny.
Big plans are ahead for this little clock, so…tune in next time! (Or perhaps a time or two beyond that. You never know around here.)