Not really, not to me anyway....That's how Clara calls some people that "hang" around my house...
This was the first one I brought home:
I don't know if it was the shabby white and blue frame or her pink cheeks that spoke to me, but I snatched it right after my friend Mary,
The Junk Diva, displayed it in her booth. She moved around my house several times and resides now on the entryway. People always ask me if I she is an ancestor or someone I know, the answer is No. People usually follow with a weird stare and a long silence...Thankfully I don't get offended by these kind of things...To me, she has a lovely "je ne sais quoi"
My second girlfriend was found in an antique store and she touched my heart with her sad expression and her killer frame:
She looks like she has lost something, so I bought her a pair a boots that match perfectly with her beautiful dress...what girl doesn't like shoes???
My friend and her boots live in my downstairs bathroom.
My two other girls like to play on the stairs...one is a toddler that had her arm scratched by her kitty. She is not really a pretty girl, it's not an antique, just a repro...but I had to have her....
Her little friend has not been given the gift of the good looks either, but she is working hard feeding her animals. She's being around for a very, very long time.
An antique canvas transfer with signs of age all over, good shabby charm all around...
And the last one it's just a baby I fell in love with. My friend Kathy owns the original oil painting, and for my birthday she gave me a copy of it because she knew she could never get rid of her.....
Andrea ,one of our Dealers, transferred the copy to a canvas and finished the sides, giving her a gallery wrap. She makes me happy from one of my bedroom walls.
Clara always says she doesn't get why I have those "ugly people" in my house, but I also have the beautiful people displayed....
Ugly or not, I love them all!!
A man's face is his autobiography
A woman's face is her work of fiction.
~Oscar Wilde~