This green entry table has created a real situation.
I can't stop doing weird things to it.
It inspires me in the strangest, most seasonal of ways.
We've lived here for 2 years now and there have been at least 8 iterations that I can think of.
We'd been in a holding pattern for the past few weeks, after I'd finally had my fill of the Nester-inspired Art Wall. Not gonna lie, it was painful taking it down. I LOVED it. Loved.
But I was also ready for a change.
I don't put a ton of thought into the stuff I do.
(Pretend this wasn't obvious.)
I don't buy new things or take great pains.
I throw a bunch of stuff together that makes me happy.
Boom. I'm happy.
In this case, I have strong feelings that the balance is all off whack. It's all sort of a downhill slide. But hey, better than an uphill climb, am I right?
It rocked a more back-to-school vibe, which was a theme that only occurred to me when I was more-or-less done with the whole deal. And now we've swung all the way back around to, "I don't put a ton of thought into the stuff I do." Endquote.
You know what else I wanted to change?
My heinous, streaky mirror.
I didn't notice it was such a problem until I took a few pictures. And then I realized that I didn't care enough to fix it.
But then, suddenly and without warning, I did care.
I cared so much that I walked all the way to the bathroom, grabbed the Windex, walked to the paper towels, tore two off, walked back to the mirror, sprayed, wiped, sprayed, wiped.
Still a hot mess.
I give up.
You win, gray mirror.
With the back-to-school catalogs.
Are you dying yet? From things like jealousy or fervent inspiration? No?
Does this scream e-book???? Because I think this is my 8th catalog/magazine-related craft.
Eight must be my lucky number.
I cannot handle four more kids.
Just playing straight.
Don't want eight.
(see: YOUR FEET)
I cannot afford you, but you sure do make my green entry table look stunning and bright.
And odd maybe a little.
I know my pits feel damp. Just know that I really do think she's lovely and she totally fits our vibe. In a theoretical sort of way. I won't make it weird. Promise.
There are all kinds of tutorials online on how to make pinwheels. The ones I saw were saying I needed arcane instruments such as pencils. Scissors. Rulers, for the love of the land.
They were saying this because ideally, all your paper pieces should be the same size and shape to make a non-wonky pinwheel.
Or, you could just grab your trash, tear out pages, and fold them like a B.O.S.S.
How to make a catalog pinwheel:
Tear out a bunch of pages from the same magazine. (I was going for bright and colorful, so I kept that in mind while I ripped.)
With each page, fold back-and-forth, accordion-style, keeping your folds roughly the same width but DO NOT DARE use a ruler or I will bust you up. Rulers aren't fun. Catalog pinwheels are fun. Rulers in the context of weird junk-mail crafts are inherently incompatible and might even ruin your life.
Fire up your hot glue gun.
(Prayers for safety.)
Glue the edge of one accordion page to the next. Every now and then, fan them out and see if you need more pages to make it circle all the way around. When you have enough, glue the final edges together.
Glue a small piece of heavyish paper to the back, to help it keep its shape. I also added a little dot of watercolored paper to the front center, because I'm practically the Queen of England.
I wasn't sure if it was the right move, but now I am.
Like 'em so much.
sunburst thingy one day while the kids refused to paint one with me. Good times. Instead, they painted blocky Mine Craft figures (Calvin) a new signature "Dot" series (Silo) and Girls with Cats (Rubes).
Kid's dictionary (thrift store duh) and Calvin's Dangerous Book for Boys.
Zinnias. AKA "The Only Thing We Don't Kill".
Live with what makes you happy.
Live with what doesn't add to your debt or make you feel like you have to compete.
Be content with what you have, but fearless in switching things around, because THAT IS FREE THERAPY.
Now, go! Dig around. Move things. Do something weird. Break the rules.
I will straight-up love you for it.
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