I’ve done quite a bit of moving around in the past two years, and haven’t really had an opportunity to view my living situation as an actual home.
I first moved out of my parents’ house and into the Laramie County Community College residence halls. I’ve done some hopping around from dorm to dorm over the course of a school year, and moved up to Wheatland for a temporary job over the summer.
Now that I’ve returned to Cheyenne and signed a one-year lease for an apartment, it’s a nice feeling to finally settle down for at least a little while.
When I was younger, I was kind of cynical about interior decorating. I’d see something like a brass duck displayed on someone’s shelf and think, “What is this for? Why do you need this? You don’t need this.”
Needless to say, I’m no longer a cynical 14-year-old; I’m just a cynical 20-year-old. Although I maintain the same opinion about particular decorations, things that are just “stuff” to have around the house, a big part of me has come around to the whole decorating thing.
After spending some time unemployed, I figured I might as well make the place I’m spending all my time in look more visually pleasing.
When thinking of what exactly I’d hang up on my wall, I had an idea — I’d ask my friends.
I started out by messaging a few of my close friends something along the lines of, “Send me a photo, anything at all, and I’ll frame it on my wall.”
This resulted in some of the quickest replies I’ve ever experienced in my life.
The first three pictures I was given included: McDonald’s character Grimace, photoshopped to look like a pimp; A parody painting of Edvard Munch’s “The Scream” but with a screaming Pillsbury Doughboy with burning biscuits in the background; and a baby with Mr. Bean’s face photoshopped on it.
I thought these were hilarious and immediately printed and framed them. The only problem was the fact that they only covered a tiny portion of my wall. I clearly needed a lot more photos.
At this point, if I have a decent friendship with you, chances are I’ve asked you for a photo as an addition to my photo wall, “The Wall of Remembrance.” I name it this as every time I look at one of the photos, it reminds me of the friend who sent it to me. Real heartfelt, I know.
The content on this wall continues to expand on a weekly basis. I plan to cover my entire living room wall with stupid framed pictures by the time the lease of my apartment ends in Sept. 2018.
It’s always fun to see the reactions of those I bring over to my apartment. Whether it’s friends, family, plumbers or electricians, they always stop for a second when they see the wall.
They usually won’t say anything about it, but I know they’re jealous of my artistic vision.