Rain fell softly, patting the hood of my jacket in a gentle, chilling manor. Drew and I however, opted to pay the unusually dreary weather no mind and ventured off for what we intended to be a quick jaunt around Elysian Park. Little did we know, there were mischievous forces at work and our would be adventure turned into a multi hour excursion that led to infinity and beyond (ok, maybe thats a little dramatic, but seriously, our hike took an eternity!).
The grey sky loomed over head, clouds nestled around the tops of building off in the distance, a hazy vision. We wound our way through the hills, a maze twisting through the lush grass, a feeling of displacement beginning to fill our bones. Every step lead us further away, but in those moments we were left unaware. We distracted ourselves in conversation, the topics running the gambit.
We were discussing family ties and just how messy they can be, when all of a sudden I spotted a fallen tree. Normally, I see these things, feel inspired, but lack the ability to actually DO anything about it, so I leave my inspiration, lying in the dirt along with its tree companion. Not this day however, no, I was absolutely convinced that I needed to bring a piece of that tree home with me. I pushed and pulled, wedging a stray branch between the trunk and the splinters, attempting to gain leverage of some kind. Finally, after several minutes of very skillful manipulation (and brute force) I had my prize! A small, splintered piece of timber. It didn’t matter that it looked insignificant and frail, I was going to make it beautiful and hang it on my wall, the vegan equivalent to a hunters mount (no I’m not a vegan, but concept works).
Hours later, soaked to the core, Drew and I emerged back onto the main road, warmth and safety close at hand. My prize however, would remain a simple stick until, finally, I found the perfect shade of paint for its small frame. That simple stick was transformed. A foraged piece of timber, turned into a chic wall hanging and in a matter of minutes no less! Who would have every thought to create such a thing! Me, thats who. (See mom, my love of “useless” objects is finally paying off).
What you will need:
A large stick or other foraged form of natural material
A fabulous shade of rather vibrant pain
A sponge or paintbrush
What to do:
Clean your natural materials and allow it to dry fully. Tape off a clean line to divide the painted section, from the non painted section, a bit segregated if you ask me, but it must be done. Using your sponge or brush, apply paint the the smaller portion of object. Allow to dry. Add additional coats for optimal vibrancy.
Finally hang it on your wall, a proud gem, reminding you of walks in the rain, getting lost, and falling even more in love with a strange new land… or then again, maybe thats just me.