Thursday, March 10, 2011

The Rose Painting and Its Frame

I've talked about my Great Grandma before.
She was an amazing woman.
She painted.
She created.
She made pottery.
She made baskets from pine straw.
She drew sketches.
She loved flowers and birds.
She had a hunger for knowledge.
She was never afraid of new things.
She was a member of the Art Guild.
She contributed to the opening and maintaining of the parish museum.
She helped preserve history from the community.
She raised 3 children during the Great Depression.
She married the love of her life at age 14.
She loved bubble gum.

We called her Big Mawmaw.

She painted this for the local high school's home economics department.
It was mounted on the wall there for years.
A few years ago, they renovated the building and were going to throw out the painting.
Luckily, a worker knew Big Mawmaw and knew us, so she snatched it up and gave it to Momma.

What is even more interesting is that Momma already had one.
Big Mawmaw had painted a replica of the original for the school.

This one is Momma's

This is the one I have.
I thought the frame could use a touch up.

So, Mr. Z helped me get the painting out of the frame it has been in since 1973.
It wasn't as difficult as we thought it might be.

Then I primed it.

Painted it and distressed it.

Then I used some Behr glaze mixed with a tiny bit of Behr Espresso Bean.
I used it mostly in the corners and to 'dirty' the white a little.
I wiped most of it off on the smooth surfaces.

And this is what it looks like now.

I think Big Mawmaw would be pleased.

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