I posted about how I love meaningful art on the walls a few weeks ago. You can read about it HERE if you need to jog your memory. One of those photographs B.J. took in downtown Cincinnati has finally made it onto our wall. Our family room wall, in fact, and I love it.
It’s the perfect bit of color in an otherwise white space of the room. Mostly, it’s unique and taken by my husband. Can’t beat that.
Anyone else swapping out artwork on your walls like a crazy person?