I used to live in Georgia. There are a lot of things I miss about Georgia, and there are other things I don’t like about Georgia. That aside, Georgia has followed me everywhere I went for the past 2 years. How do I mean? Well, I wasn’t able to get my car officially registered with a California tag until last month… and I’ve lived here since May, 2008! I think the folks at the DMV had a crush on me and kept wanting me to come back. Really, that’s the only explanation considering I have been to the DMV at least once a month for the past six months.
When I finally did get my tag, I was lucky enough to be able to keep my GA license plate!!! It will be immortalized in my kitchen. 🙂
First I had a shadow box from a foregone project of month’s past, some left over bleached muslin in strips, and some spray adhesive. It started like this:
Perfect spot in my kitchen, which previously held some art from Jerusalem that I “like” but is not really my taste. I’ll find a different spot for that piece, but in the meantime, doesn’t my peach plate look purdy?!