It's my third post on spray paint, now, so I just gonna say it: i have a problem. (I'm ignoring all you guys who just said, "you think THAT'S your problem?!") Let me try to explain what happens each and every time I walk into my local arts store. Fully intending to buy neon duct tape/chalk pencils/colorful wrapping paper, my feet start to move themselves over to the spray paint section. My body has no choice but to follow. Once there, i exchange a knowing "'sup" with the dude behind the counter, stare down the other scruffy lookin' hooligans waiting for service (so that they can, undoubtedly, graffiti all over this fine city), and ask, "ok, so, like, where can i find the pinkest, sparkliest, happiest color of cerise in all of california?" that's right, i'm not messin' around.
Next, I needed to find something to paint...I bought four of these frames weeks ago at Ikea thinking that they'd go well in my house. However, white walls + white frames = a whole lotta nothingness.
I had found my victimes, er, subjects.
After laying down tons of newspaper, I started spraying away. A little tippity tip - wear a mask if you have one...I definitely started to laugh at things that weren't funny. And of course, spray outdoors!!
I don't have any pictures of my work in progress. Actually, that's not true. I don't have any GOOD pictures of my work in progress, probably because i was giggling too hard and all the pics came out shaky, BUT, here is the finished product!
To be honest, they didn't come out QUITE as perfectly as I had imagined. I think they are a bit too purpley/dark, and i was going for a, like, fuschia bordering on neon, but not bad, right? The pictures I found on etsy...I hung them up with command strips so I can easily move them around. Trying to find a room that doesn't have TOO much pink - it's not easy!