So, as you know, when you have kids, you acquire a lot of kid art. And a huge amount of it is completely awesome. And the fact that your child made it makes it even more awesome–even if it’s only, like, a scribble that you’ve been told is “a weasel.”
Last spring, I decided that I was going to turn our house into a kid art gallery and just put those gorgeous things up on our walls. All of our walls. Everywhere.
And guess what? With almost every wall covered in kid-art, the house started to feel a little, um, jumbled.
At some point it hit me that even when those spaces were clean, they didn’t feel that way. So I decided to revise.
I took it all down from around the house and smushed it all together in one place: our staircase.
Here’s the stairway before:
And here’s the stairway after:
And I know what you might be thinking: That with this design move, I’ve gone from a little bit jumbled to super-crazy jumbled. And for the stairway, that’s true. You can’t use the stairs without being surrounded, dwarfed, and — hell — engulfed by kid art.
But the rest of the house? Much better.
And I don’t know what Martha Stewart would say, but, for me, the staircase is much better, too.