The Wall


I don’t remember the exact day but it was around two Easter’s ago. I was decorating eggs with my brother and I suddenly had the urge to paint them. Like intensely paint them. I probably spent two hours on a dozen eggs, making each one a small representation of one of my favorite words or phrases.

Since then I’ve found painting to be one of my favorite things to do when I need a little Sarah-time or a creative way to express something. When I moved into my apartment in LA a year ago, my walls were completely barren.  I can’t stand white walls. I have to have something pretty to look at whether that be fabric, scarves or artwork. Since this was the first time I was going to be able to nail things into a wall I decided to make my own paintings.

I’ve taken it upon myself to paint some of my favorite lyrics and phrases and hang them as my backdrop in my living room in a hodge-podge of colors, fonts and sizes. Granted they aren’t Picasso or Van Gogh but I love them just the same because I knew exactly what I wanted out of them, and that’s exactly what I got.

You know those days when it’s hard and stressful and you come home and you just want to hear or see something that reminds you that everything will be okay? That’s what my wall is for me. A constant reminder (and inspiration) that everything is going to be okay. And that not everyone in the world completely sucks (i.e. John Mayer, Stevie Nicks and Hemmingway).




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