A Personal Touch

Art has always been in my life. One of those things that is a constant, much like the written word. Art in our homes have always had a personal touch. I do not have much of an artistic ability but it does run in my family and has been displayed in our homes. When I was little there was a room upstairs at my grandma’s house that was filled with beautiful paintings on the walls. These were Looney Tune characters that my uncle Steve had painted onto the walls of his bedroom when he was sick with Leukemia. He passed away at the age of seventeen before I was even thought of, I remember feeling a connection to him when I was in that room seeing his work. I hate to think that those walls have probably been covered with a new coat of paint. I had a painting of his hanging in my room while I was growing up sadly it was lost in a house fire.

Grandma June used to paint the most wonderful paintings. I used to love seeing her creations. One painting was given to me as a birthday gift, it was of Lobo (our protective Collie-mix who lived at the farm) and my lamb Homer. Grandma painted it for me the Autumn after Lobo passed away. I still have it but it is in need of a new frame and I couldn’t get the snapshot of it off of my phone. However here is another work that she created.


I’m afraid I don’t have a lot displayed at my current house. I really need to get everything hung up and in order so that it starts to feel more like home. No matter what I hang though it just won’t feel right without one good leather work. I grew up in a house that had it hanging on the walls. My dad used to make these when I was little. He also made a beautiful leather purse for my mom which she still has. I need to either convince him to let me take one of these home or talk him into making me some.


With my two boys having a great interest in art I am sure that my walls will be filled with more art soon. I have several paintings waiting for frames so they can be hung. A few drawings that need to be displayed. With summer coming I am certain that there will be more.  Below is the Goofy that will be hung in my room as soon as I remember to pick up a frame.  Wyatt (my eight year old) drew this for me this past winter when I was very ill.



Do you have art displayed in your home? Is art something that is more personal to you or do you like to pick up things from flea markets and stores that you find appealing?


About Angela Schroeder

Angela Schroeder is a single mother of three. She was born and raised in Iowa in a river town known for its pearl buttons. Having four siblings, she never lacked for someone to play with. As she grew older, she found herself pulled into books and writing more and more. Her parents are her heroes, her siblings her confidants and tormentors, and her children are a wonderful blessing. Church is important to her children and her. They enjoy the friendships they’ve made with the people there. Writing has always been a passion. Her first experience was in fifth grade when she went to a one-day writing conference. After that she knew it was something she wanted to pursue.
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4 Responses to A Personal Touch

  1. jeff7salter says:

    love those leather pieces by your dad.
    I’m glad the family allowed your Uncle Steve to paint on his walls as he dealt with such a grave disease. sorely, having that creative outlet made his final days slightly more bearable

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  2. Joselyn says:

    The leather pieces by your dad are really cool! So fun to have those.

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  3. Patricia Kiyono says:

    Interesting leather work! Hope you get your own pieces sometime soon. Having a personal connection to the things around you make the decor more comfortable, I think. Hope you get the kids’ work framed soon!

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