I am just in love with this picture me and Neko. I think it captures our relationship well. I printed it out and then used my mad exacto skills to pare it down.
Luckily, I had all the supplies I needed on hand. Kind of. Canvas regularly goes on sale at Michaels, so I always stock up when they are 40% off. I always have Mod Podge – I prefer matte finish. Strangely, I couldn’t find any black acrylic in my house. Being the super resourceful girl I am, I found an old crusty bottle of black nail polish (actually… the bottle I bought before my LECOM interview a couple years ago) and went with it.
And then I got my decoupage groove on…
I decided to wrap the paper around the side of the canvas because that’s the way I roll. I looked down and see something about 1987, which is the most awesome year ever because it’s the year I came into the world. To my study-tired mind, this was a good sign.
I didn’t really have a color scheme or anything in mind when I started this. I’m happy with the way it turned out. After I finished, I mourned the loss of my lovely manicure and then set the canvas out to dry.
I may or may not have used a beer to prop up my drying project. Don’t judge. It wasn’t a school night. I promise.
After making a fabulous dinner for the men in my house, I got back to work. I laid my carefully cut printout on my carefully dried canvas and traced it with a hot pink sharpie. Black sharpie might have been a smarter option, but whatevski.
So, I used nail polish. I’m sure acrylic paint would have been more appropriate… but I didn’t have any and I didn’t want to go to the store. So… black nail polish it was. It was old and crusty nail polish, so I thinned it down with a touch of acetone.
**notice that PW cookbook in the back? mashed potatoes, mushrooms, creamed spinach, steak… dinner was delicious, dude.
And then it was done. I like it. Do you see that purple area between our faces? It was a little darker in person, so our faces kind of melded into each other. I pretended not to notice my unfortunate paper placement, but then Jacob pointed it out. I had to fix it. White nail polish to the rescue.
This took me less than an hour of active time, plus the hour of drying while I made dinner. Maybe a little longer than I should have taken off from studying, but totally worth it.