I’ve got an unnatural fascination (bordering on obsession) with miniature things. The smaller, the cuter, the better. When the boys and I went to Minnesota, we collected (lake) shells. Then I noticed a few teeny tiny ones and began searching for nearly microscopic shells. And I found some, quite a few, actually. Rather than keeping these mini cuties in a jar or drawer, I dug out glue, black card stock, and an empty frame to display my collection. A small dab of glue holds each shell in place, arranged in a neat grid.
I hung the frame near my computer screen, so I can admire them while I work and remember a fun beach day with my boys. From across the room, the shells seem to be white dots, which makes people want to go in for a closer look.
To round out the group, I added a few more small art pieces. A wooden block with mine and Ben’s thumb prints, an old photo of Ben and his brothers, and a mini business card.
I plan to buy or make a small frame and further expand this little art collection. Because I’ve got a big thing for little things. Whatever makes you smile, right?
Please tell me you’ve got a strange fascination with miniatures. Or something else like turtle figurines.