When I first moved to West Virginia in March, I was bored a lot of the time. BJ (my husband) was at school all day, I hadn’t found a job yet, and I had nothing to do! I didn’t know anyone, I didn’t know where anything was. To keep from going crazy, and to feel a little productive at the end of the day, I painted everything I could get my hands on.
I painted every picture frame I own, wedding presents I didn’t like too well, knick-knacks that I had packed and brought with me, and little things I picked up at Goodwill or Volunteers of America. I took pictures of a couple of them.