One of the things I quite often have a whinge to the husband about is his tendency to start a project and then not finish it.
We’ve had words
Many of them.
And I have to say that finally he IS improving in that regard – we both are.
See I’m quite good at the starting and not finishing gig myself
In fact I’m excellent at starting and then getting distracted and wondering off, or losing momentum or getting overwhealmed because it gets a tad more involved than I originally thought. Not all the time but often enough.
Anyone else?
Another reason I dither about with finishing things is good old “fear of failing”.
There’s always the risk in finishing that it won’t turn out the way I had hoped for, or dreamed of or imagined it would and then there’s the risk of feeling like a bit of a ninny. When things stay in the planning or half done stage, perfection is still a possibility, we’re still fabulously clever in our own minds and there’s no disappointment with the final outcome to contend with.
The reality is – there’s every chance it won’t turn out the way I imagined
It might turn out better
It might turn out different but just as good
It might need some tweeking
Or it might be a complete flop
And I may indeed feel like a bit of an idiot
but at least I’ve given it a whirl
Everything we do is a risk and at any point despite all our planning and good intentions it can all go sideways – our four week toilet installation saga that should have taken three hours max is a perfect example. But there are few things you can’t come back from if you just put one foot in front of the other and keep going.
Having a project completed and enjoyed outweighs the risk of ending up with a complete shambles I say and you will hear yourself saying over and over “why didn’t I just finish it before”.
I started on a gallery wall – possibly the smallest gallery wall ever.
A year ago
Its an example of microscopic proportions but a good one and makes for prettier pictures that the toilet incident.
I have a small wall on the left as I walk out my bedroom door. Its tucked around the corner from the front door. Perfect place for hanging keys as you come in the door and thats what we used it for. I hung a basket thingy there to put random things in a long time ago.
It ended up looking like this.
Why is it if you have a handy little basket to pop the odd thing in you end up shoving the most incredible amount of rubbish in it.
I took the basket away as we obviously cant be trusted with this type of random storage and planned a gallery wall. It was going to be very pretty – floor to ceiling maybe with frames and other interesting or textural items thrown in.
Something along these lines
So I gave my minuscule wall one coat of Antique White USA. It was a bit of a test to see if I wanted to paint the whole hallway this colour. I covered a canvas frame with some map paper to fit over the now defunct security pin pad – – – – –
and thats how its stayed FOR AT LEAST A YEAR !!
Why I didn’t just do the second coat is a mystery even to me BUT I think maybe it was the white colour that frankly looked kind of bland rather than all fresh and clean as I had hoped and the map covered canvas that didn’t look quite as charming as I’d hoped either. So what do you do when you hate the look of something?
Just leave it that way for a good year is probably not the right answer.
Oh I’m easy put off my game aren’t I.
So what got me motivated?
I was OVER looking at the ugly wall
I unearthed a stash of lovely things In my bedroom cupboard that I wanted to hang up.
AND
I had a 20litre tin of antique white USA sitting in my laundry with maybe one litre of paint left in it. I wanted rid of that tin.
Took 15 minutes to paint the wall and amazingly after the second coat it didn’t look bland but all fresh and clean like I hoped for.
Pays not to throw in the towel half way through.
Now you know how I mentioned when you start something it sometimes gets a bit bigger than really wanted it to be. This is a perfect example. Even to me this project looked like it should have taken two hours at the most. Paint the wall, let it dry, hang pictures, done.
Not so
- The paint went on with what looked like a grey tinge to it – maybe due to age and not been stored airtight – who knows? So that involved a lot of standing back and staring and wondering if I was imagining the grey or was it the light and then wondering why for the love can’t I have paint that behaves normally. Anyhow it dried the right colour. Relief all round.
- I decided then to pull off the key hanger and the security pin pad which took off some of the plaster board which I had to patch and then paint over again.
- Then I had to attach hanging devices to the back of some of the items I wanted to hang and lets just say they weren’t very cooperative and that too involved overnight drying times
- Then I positioned and repositioned the hooks etc maybe ten or twenty times till I was happy with it.
So moral of the story – don’t be all put off when things don’t go quite go to plan or get a bit more complicated than expected or you hit a few snags here and there – they’re par for the course and nothing is ever ever as simple as you think it might be.
Slow progress it was – squeezed in between work and cooking food and washing clothes and dance classes and various other of the kids after school shenanigans. The thing about slow steady progress though it gets you there in the end just the same as fast furious progress and beats the heck out of no progress at all.
Photos were taken at various times of the day with varied light so some a bit dodgy but you get the overall idea.
Here’s how she came together
Heres how she looked on completion.
Here’s how I felt about it.
What I didn’t think about when I was gazing at my inspiration gallery walls from Pinterest is their location – at the ends of hallways or part of a large room where you could stand back a ways and enjoy them from a suitable distance. No such luxury at my place . Tiny wall is part of a tiny section of hallway and there’s no seeing it from a distance – it’s a right up in your face as you walk past and anything hung too high or too low is going to hurt your neck to look at.
I worked this out when I was finished.
You live and learn.
I left it a couple of days without changing it but as it turned out there was just way too much going on on that little wall for my liking. My eyeballs hurt and my stress level increased just looking at it which wasn’t quite the effect I was going for. It looked stressed too like it was trying way too hard. I like quirky interesting things and I like colour but I’ve realised what I also really like is not too busy, not too contrived and lots of white space. My head gets confused otherwise.
So there was nothing else for it but take a few things off (and patch the holes 😥). An easy fix really as most of them are.
It immediately looked better to me. Altogether more relaxed. Simple and restful and one big hook to hang our keys.
So not really a “gallery” wall at all now and not at all what I had originally planned but it makes me happy looking at it and remember
DONE is so much better than perfect.
One project down
Four hundred and fifty to go
Any projects happening your way. Anything your right in the middle of.
Would love to hear.
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Paint was slapped on then sanded back a bit once dried to make it look a bit chippy. No skill required whatsoever but I’m happy with the result and now in my bedroom – a handy spot for iPhone and iPad charging
