I found a pair of urns on Craigslist for $15 each and was subsequently faced with the challenge of where to put them!
Have you ever done that? Bought something and then tried to find a place for it?
They have such a beautiful silver patina that only comes with years of age. How could I turn away?
The people I bought them from absolutely hated them!
They said they were so cheap because they had holes in the bottom. I didn't have the heart to tell them they were drainage holes. LOL!
In the end, we were all happy!
This is my front entry "before". I never intended for the painting to stay. It belongs in the Family room. It was overwhelming in the entry.
The space is about four feet across, from wall to wall. More of a wide hallway than an entryway.
The ceilings are 18 feet tall and I thought the large painting would work but you cannot stand far enough away to get the proper perspective.
Here it is now! Loving it! The unicorn crest is perfect here! I almost put it on Craigslist! So glad I didn't!
I practically have to do yoga to get a decent photo because of the angle of the library wall!
To refresh your memory, here is the unicorn crest before I painted it!
I am trying to picture what this vignette would look like if I never painted anything?
If you recall, this cabinet was a Craigslist find, as are the side tables that I used as plinths for the urns.
Looking at this vignette, I realize how much paint I have used since we moved in. LOL!
The crystal candle sconces were also Craigslist finds.
The pair of winged cherubs were initially purchased for use in Gracie's nursery, flanking either side of her crib.
Detail of cherub...
I use ostrich feathers, rather than tassels for the door keys. I found a shop on ebay that carries them in every color of the rainbow.
So excited to decorate for the holidays...big plans for the entry!
xo
Andie
You made me laugh about the urns and the previous 'owners' lol..
ReplyDeleteI love your entire entrance now my friend, it looks so elegant and the urns were a great find!
Love those unicorns, just perfect there! Glad you didn't get rid of them, you would have hated yourself!
Hugs,
FABBY
When I buy something I typically DON'T have a spot for it. If you love it and the price is right buy it and it will work (somewhere)! Yes, I could possibly be aiding 'hoarders'. So glad to have you back here in blogland!
ReplyDeleteAndie I agree with Stefan and your entry is gorgeous!!
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Karena
The Arts by Karena
Your finds are just wonderful because when you re paint them re work them they are just gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteYour house is fabulous
can't wait to see the large cabinet painted
glad I found you back blogging again also , I missed seeing what you are finding on craigs list
and i am so looking forward to your holiday posts!
ReplyDeletewow, loved the first image but prefer the final reveal andie. ostrich tassels??? divine indeed
(thank you for your touching comments on my rent post0
xo
debra
Andie, I'm thrilled the urns landed in a home where they are appreciated and valued. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteHa! Yes, indeed! I buy things all the time and have no idea where I'm going to use them. ;-)
So very gorgeous! Jann
ReplyDeleteLovely! I think some green ferns would look just lovely in your new urns
ReplyDeleteCompletely envious that you have just a wonderful CL at your disposal. The entry is gorgeous. Would love the contact info for the ebay tassel merchant.
ReplyDeleteHere is the vendor...I merely bind the feathers together with ribbon. :)
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xo
Always putting things together in an authentic yet unusual way. Loved it all, and those feathers! xo
ReplyDeleteAmazing grace over here with you my dear, so divine.
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Dore
Andie, it always amazes me what people don't know; things I think are pure common sense...? The urns are beautiful as is the entire scene.
ReplyDeleteThou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
ReplyDeleteThou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."
-John Keats, "Ode to a Grecian Urn"
Andie, you are a great master (mistress? -- maybe "practitoner?" ) of the art of GRISAILLE. Do you know that?
ReplyDeleteAndie, you are my divine muse of decor. So glad I found your blog!
ReplyDeleteMost beautiful, little Andie! Just a gorgeous spot too! Thank you for popping in to see me but that's my daughter's house. She lives in a mid century modern style home, not my style at all. I'm a traditional ole gal! Hope you're doing well.
ReplyDeleteBe a sweetie
Shelia:)
""Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
ReplyDeleteYe know on earth, and all ye need to know."
I adopted that famous bit of Keats as a personal motto long ago, Thersites. If I had my way, it would become a Universal Statement of Being applicable to all mankind. Though the Bible doesn't say it, surely BEAUTY ---considered synonymous with TRUTH -- LOVE -- INTELLIGENCE and CREATIVITY --- is probably the greatest defining attribute of Almighty God.
Andie's devotion to doing everything she possibly can to live as elegantly, beautifully creatively with good humor as she possibly can should serve as an inspiration to us all.
In my view, though may not think of it in precisely these terms, our friend Andie is very close to God.
Hi Andie! Just checking in to let you know that I'm way behind on reading blogs, but I've kept all of the email notifications and am now working my way through about 3 months of your posts! I really didn't want to miss any! I love these urns and can only think that the former owners lacked drainage hole know ledge and imagination. If they didn't like them, they could have painted them. Amazing how many people will ditch something instead of changing it to their liking. Oh well, better finds for us! LOVE those cherubs! They are fabulous! Talk to you soon-take care. Hugs, Leena
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