I fully admit to having multiple personalities when it comes to choosing art. Some days I am all about color and print and wonder and wisdom. Other days I gravitate towards clean, modern, sleekness. But at the end of the day, when ultimately deciding what I want on my wall, I ask myself one question:
Does the art speak to me?
I know what you’re thinking, what the hell does that mean? For me it comes down to my gut, does the art give me some kind of emotional response. Does it make me laugh, remind me so something, or give off a vibe that agrees with me, right then, in the moment.
Currently I’m digging this combo of modern-girly-weirdness and in answer to my ultimate question the following speaks to me as such: