Not really, I handed him nails and gave directions like "a little to the left." But he was definitely the master of this project and I think he did a phenomenal job! I smile each time I turn the corner and walk into my kitchen. Big thanks to my favorite dude!
Mapping out the plan and measuring each frame.
All done! The items hung in black frames are some of my grandmother's embroidered hand towels. My mother cleaned and ironed each one for me. I truly treasure them. I painted the Le Sueur Peas can and bee. My mother painted the flower. The green framed picture is of Spanish Bay at Pebble Beach. This photograph is particularly meaningful to me because it's one of the moments I decided I must live in California! The shell sketches I bought in a gallery in NYC, they've lived in many apartments with me over the years.