As promised yesterday... a peek into my parlor! It's all about the mantle.
Chills ran down my spine when I was rummaging in the attic and came across this old portrait. I vaguely recall it is my great great (great?) grandmother and her sister, and it came from my grandmother's house. It was damaged in the move, and had been stashed away and long forgotten.
Now it holds the place of honor above the fireplace. The rips in the canvas are wonderfully creepy looking, and perfect for a Halloween mantle. The frame was too strong a gold, so I gave it quick coat of black glaze.
And I looked up Mary Howitt's little poem, here's the first verse...
"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly,
"Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show you when you are there."
"Oh no, no," said the Fly, "to ask me is in vain;
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
My favorite thing to work with is cheesecloth! Found it in the creepiest of places... the sewing section at Walmart! (cue scary music) Tulle is another big fave, now I wish I'd bought tons more. You can make anything seem sinister just by wrapping it in black tulle and tying with black satin ribbon.
Counting down... less than a week to go and still lots to do here. How are your preparations coming along? Are you "last minute" like me or have you been ready for weeks?