Happy Friday, dear friends! Today I thought I'd take a bit to share with you a peek at my bedroom. Almost one year ago I moved back home to Oklahoma and back into the tiny room that I grew up in. These walls have gone from pale butter yellow, to orangish-red (I know), to sage green, to cool white. And I think I love the white the most out of all the colors splashed on these walls, for obvious reasons.
I have a tiny collection of film cameras that still have their cases (which are beautiful), and I keep them hanging on a fancy chicken hook I found at a garage sale. I think the chickens would feel more at home in a kitchen, but they fancy my room just fine, I'm told. From left to right, there's a Kodak Pony 135 Model B, a Bell & Howell/Canon Canonet 19, and a Polaroid Sun 600. I should post more about them someday.
On my fancy wood shelf you can find a print by The Black Apple which reads "If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world & give it heavy walls." I bought it a couple of years ago and I adore it. It's one of a few pieces I have that will always be displayed somehow. Perched next to the print are a set of vintage Space Needle salt and pepper shakers that I found in an antique store, a tea house tin, two owls, a Winnebago Avon bottle, and a tiny bottle with a tiny Titanic in it, which I bought as a souvenir from Titanic Branson.
And my walls...oh, my walls. Aside from around my desk (which I didn't snap a photo of because it's a mess and I hate computer wires), the walls around my bed are the only free space I have to hang bits and pieces. My mother made the cat cross-stitch in the 70's or 80's, and it's unfinished, but I love it. Next to my pillow I keep a map of Seattle and a few photos my grandfather took many a year ago. I need to buy another shelf for my books because I have far too many for that one little shelf. I keep them in little piles around my room, which makes for interesting decor, I think.
It's tiny and messy and completely mismatched, but it's home.