A great gallery wall can really change a space. As a collection of your favorite photos, frames and objects, a gallery wall transforms a blank wall into a showcase for the things you love most.
I created this gallery wall in the little hallway between our master bedroom and bathroom. Hidden by a pocket door, this secret spot possesses some of my most favorite photos of Wilson’s and my friends and family.
The day I hung these frames Wilson was out of town. This was not a coincidence. As another installment in the series Anna and Wilson Have Different Tastes, Wilson is an extremely analytical person — everything has a formula and can be solved by math — and he INSISTS on measuring EVERYTHING when hanging a picture on a wall. From the width of the frame to the middle of the wall to the outside of the molding in relation to only God knows what, Wilson’s hanging habits are less than desirable in my opinion. I hate math.
If the world went my way — what a wonderful world this would be — there would be no measuring involved when hanging pictures on a wall. No, if I ruled the world, all pictures could be hung willy-nilly and it wouldn’t matter how many holes you put in the wall, you could just cover them up with another picture and your husband wouldn’t get mad at you. Happy hour would also be all 24 hours of the day instead of just one if I ruled the world, but I supposed that’s neither here nor there…
Fortuitously for me, that weekend I did rule the world as far as I was concerned because Wilson was out of town and so I hung these frames as haphazardly and un-analytically as humanly possible.
I used these frames from Target — cheap, durable — and put my favorite pictures in the frames. I had an image in my mind of how I wanted the overall wall to look, so I used that to create the collection of frames. I used an imaginary “equator” in the middle to dictate how I arranged the photos and put the largest frames in the middle, complemented by the smaller (cheaper) frames on the outside. I laid the frames down on the floor, arranged them around the equator about two inches apart on all sides and took a picture of it so I could remember my handiwork.
Then the bad part started.
For the six frames on this wall, I made an average of two holes per picture. I was a hot mess with a hammer. Thankfully the pictures cover up my indiscretions, however the next homeowner is going to be most confused and/or upset. As will Wilson.
This is one of my favorite pictures of me and Wilson. We were at Wilson’s fraternity formal in college, hence Wilson’s multiple buttons unbuttoned, the red solo cup and the fist pump in the background. Epic brah.
More of my favorite pictures with my favorite people.
Regardless of how Wilson may feel about the wall and the holes behind it, I considered it a job well done. Snaps for Anna.
I researched other gallery walls that I liked that were executed differently than mine, and compiled the selection below for you to peruse.
This gallery wall really does look like a wall at an art gallery. Created with different frames, photos and art pieces, this wall is colorful and happy without being too busy. Just busy enough.
This wall is Wilson’s analytical dream. Same-sized frames and perfectly placed equidistantly, this is a clean, distinctive look. Me likey.
I love this gallery wall! I’ve wanted to do one like this on our staircase but I haven’t pulled the trigger yet because I’m nervous it could create some serious drama in our household. Can you imagine how many holes I would make? Can you imagine the amount of gray hairs Wilson would give me with all the measuring? Oy. I’m tired just thinking about it. I need some time to figure out how to pull this one off…
Have you attempted a gallery wall? Are you a serial hole-maker like me? Leave me a comment so we can chat about this important topic…