One more post about art and then I promise I’ll take a break… Yesterday I talked about some special pieces of art that were in my family. This weekend we added some more.

These little carter kustera knock offs were our (me and my sisters) Hanukkah present to my mom. Our cousin is an incredible artist and we recruited her to do these for us. We have little oxy morons written underneath our names and the sweet little silhouettes above. I wish I had taken better pictures, but I wanted to share because I think they are just too cute!

If you are interested in commissioning some of these silhouettes, let me know and I’ll give you the artists contact info, she is beyond talented (and these are a fraction of the price).

For those of you who know me, they know that I am VERY upset that I was not chosen as the sister in pink. Apparently we all sent secret texts to my cousin requesting to be pink, so the middle sister was awarded that color since it looks best in the center.

While I am finishing my apartment, the final touches, and to me the most important, are the pieces of art that I have picked. One is a piece my mom “gave” me, another is a special investment I made myself. And then there are a lot of other smaller pieces that are incredibly special to me. I really think that art should mean something. It doesn’t have to be expensive, or a family heirloom, but it is such a great opportunity to have something you love to look at. Sure, I have a Warhol print from Posters.com that I love, but in general, I try to maintain a collection of pieces with some meaning.

My mom inherited one of the most amazing, meaningful, beautiful pieces of art: an oil portrait of her mom, my grandmother, from when she was only 26 years old (done in 1946). My grandma is no longer with us but we have this keepsake that will always hang in our house. One day maybe, I’ll even have it in mine.

you can’t tell from this picture, but the portrait is massive. probably 6′x3′

What is your most meaningful piece of art?