Does the sight of a blank canvas make you jitter with the hope of all things that could be put on it?  Or does it make you quiver in your boots full of fear at the thought of making the right choice of what to do?

I thought about this question, this very afternoon while priming two canvases and a pot to give them new life.  I have no problem deciding with lightening speed what I would put on those canvases if they were for someone else’s walls, but mine.. oh my goodness, sometimes I think I love too many different looks and it’s hard to pick just one to go with.  I love shabby, color, simple, busy, all kind’s of art!  Right now I lean towards white, natural wood, dark wood and very crisp and clean but still with a bit of shabby charm mixed in.  Who knows what they will turn out like… it’s a mystery today, even to me!!