I am the only daughter of 2 parents who were both only children. That alone gave me a collection of antiques and items that recall wonderful memories, some so dear they are comforting. Others have value because they reflect my own life and passions. Ahem..... - ..... we all know what that happens to be.
Without delay though.. I just wanted to share with you a few of my favorite home 'pockets'. I call them that because ..YES dear friends .. I know my home has 3 times the furniture it ought to ... and YES dear friends and family... I do happen to love (memorable) knick knacks.. even in this day of minimalistic style. I am who I am. I have never bent to trends just to be up to date and I don't think it will start anytime soon!
The painting is real although a lesser known artists rendition of the famous Pharoh's Horses. Beneath it is a bust my parents found and fell in love with from an antique store in Denver. To the right are photos of my daughters Emily and Joy and to the left is a photo of my Father actually taken while he was preforming brain surgery!
This painting was a gift to me from my husband. You really have to see it in person to appreciate the detail of the texture. It is called blizzard as that was the artists inspiration while bringing her own horses into the barn one night. My Daddy's ashes are in the wooden urn below.
These frames are each life stories of my Grand parents and the one at the very end of one I did for my parents. On the facing wall is one I did for Don's Mother.
It is filled with an eclectic variation of sidesaddle collectables, gifts, travel momentos and inherited treasures!
This one antique sidesaddle stirrup was a gift that started a small collection!