An old french print we found this weekend. We already have boxes of art. Some inherited, some collected by each of us in our single lives. In this "tiny Tudor" full of windows and doors there is just not a lot of wall space. One large wall in the den is planned for a "gallery". But I think we can fill it up and then some. Since wall real estate is at a premium around here, we will have to learn how to edit. I've pictured the art wall a million times in my minds eye. But sometimes you have to tinker around with the real thing. So due to the renovation, it's probably wise to refrain. It appealed to us both. So I'm kinda having a coulda, shoulda moment- or two.