I was buying food for the kitties on 8th Street, SE near Barracks Row and there happens to be a frame store right next door. I had some things to frame so I took them on in.
I walked in and handed the nice man my two items. One is a poster I bought in Alaska, a water color-ish print of a seal with a lovely vibrant background in blues and purples. The other item is a tiny little landscape watercolor I bought in Florence, Italy while I was touring the country side with Mother Bunny two Octobers ago.
So, we picked out the mats and the frames and the nice guy is typing everything into the computer. We get to the price part and he says, it will be $$$$ if we do it, and $$ if you do it.
Eh?? If I do it???
I have many talents, but to the best of my knowledge, framing isn't one of them. Dude tried to talk me into it, and I relented on the poster. But the watercolor is irreplaceable, so I told him that I wasn't confident in my framing cap-o-mobilities, and he had to do it. We had a good laugh, and he rung up the charge.
So, this Saturday I get to go in and frame my lovely poster from Alaska. The nice guy promised me that I would not be allowed to leave the store until my piece was a-ok.
We shall see.
1 comment:
well if he helps you frame it go right ahead. I have not been to successfulat home trying that sort of thing. You will be happy I think that you have your neat Flourence painting done professionally. I miss you, you sound good as always! Meg
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