Two weeks ago I worked myself into a creative fury, having found fabric I adore at the store and trying millions of ways to use it in our living room. What started as a quick five-minute "let's-try-this" became an all-out passion. I spent so much time on it that I scrapped my plans for the entire afternoon. The whole time I worked, I kept thinking of my friend Anna, and the effect she's had on me (specifically how creative she and her husband have been lately--more on that later). Since I'd posted before
what I learned from my good friend Heidi, I thought I'd do a similar post thanking Anna for teaching me so much.
And she has taught me a lot:
1. Power tools are not just for boys--er, men. Because of Anna, I've made friends with my power drill, her nail gun, her circular saw, and I've even used a jigsaw (it was a little scary!) as she helped me with various projects in our house. Before Kardelen was born, she spent
days helping us prepare the nursery. We put up beadboard, painted it, made a blanket rack and painted that, mounted a bookcase on the wall and painted that, and switched out the electrical outlets from brown to white ones. Yes, I now know how to replace an electrical outlet! Here we are doing just that, a few weeks before Kardelen was born:

(Please excuse the pregnant whale look. Again, I was just a few weeks away from having a baby.)
2. You can learn anything from a book. Anna and her husband bought a house that had been gutted and completely remodeled it inside and out. Anna had some know-how from working with her handy Dad, but much of what they learned they read from library books.
When my floor lamp stopped working a few years back, I asked Anna if she'd look at it for me. Instead, she lent me a book on wiring. Guess what? I replaced the socket and fixed it myself! Somehow--maybe it's because I was the baby of the family--I forget that I don't always have to ask someone to do something for me. I can actually learn to do it myself.
3. Let your creativity blossom! Anna had me over for tea a few weeks ago. Since I hadn't been to her house for quite a while, she gave me a little tour first. Here's what I saw:
~two large paintings on canvas that her husband painted
~framed artwork they'd each made
~a framed poem by Richard's sister
~Anna's new Clavinova (electric piano)
Do you see the pattern here? Creativity. It's all over them! They're painting, creating music, blossoming in so many areas. It's opened my eyes to the place I give creativity in my life. So I'm starting to play piano more. And I'm making collages with magazine pictures for Valentine's Day; and when the girls are painting, I'm painting too!
Which brings me back to my fabric project. I ended up covering an already-framed picture with it, using mailing tape (!) to adhere it to the back, so it has the look of a canvas. (I'm into canvases lately.)

I'd been wanting to pay attention to the wall above our futon, our main living room wall. It's been bare for too long. Yet the fabric-canvas alone wasn't enough. Enter Project Two.
I had two frames I'd bought for a dollar each at a thrift store, and planned to paint them black. Wouldn't it be cool, I thought, to get some kind of black-and-white artsy print to put in each of them, and hang them on either side of the fabric-canvas?
Then Anna-thoughts began invading my mind.
Do it yourself, they said. So here's what I came up with.
Two pictures. One of me and Bia, one of Kardelen and Daddy. Jacob played with them in Photoshop until they looked sufficiently artsy for me. He turned this:

into this:

You're probably getting sick of me saying it, but I'm going to say it again anyways: Super-Hubby!
Then I set to work on the frames. Covered the table with newspaper, let the girls paint on one end, and I covered the frames with a glossy black on the other. But when they dried and I was ready to hang them, there was no hardware for it. They were just frames--that's it. Again, Anna-type thoughts started running through my mind.
The Drill. Get the drill. With a few well-placed holes and some craft wire, each frame got two hangers and they were up on the wall in no time. Plus, I got to use the drill, which always makes me feel good.


Kardelen looks up at the wall and says,
Look! It's all of our family! And that's what I wanted it to be--a family picture in two frames. Here's the completed project with Bia, the ballerina girl:

I loved my decorating project. And I love Anna even more. She's upheld me through my toughest times, and I can honestly say I don't know where I'd be without her.
Anna, you're amazing, and I thank God for you.