After three years in my apartment, I just resigned for another 2 years and finally decided to hang things on my walls, and do a few other things as well. I had a few things hung where I was able to get nails into my walls but since my walls are concrete (like, legit concrete) that’s rather hard. My parents were able to procure a super powered drill for the day thought and we went to work. Here are some before and after shots.
Okay, so this is the alcove where my bed is, and I didn’t use nails here but how depressing was this bed? We got a duvet cover and straightened up the pillows (most of which have to still be replaced though. It looks a lot less depressing though now, no? I’m still considering paining the one wall behind my bed pink. Thoughts?
This was my doorway. More blah…
To the left of the door, I hung a scarf/hat rack and a framed picture of Neve Campbell and Wes Craven, signed by Wes Craven himself. On the other side I hung a Be-In poster from the revival of Hair that I had signed in winter 2010, and next to that is an “eviction notice” from the party after the New York premiere for the movie version of Rent. I thought it’d make people, on their way out, stop and say, “Huh? You’re being evicted?” I asked Anthony Rapp to sign it that night, and it reads, “Alli – pay your rent! Anthony.”
This is a wall in between my foyer and the “living room.” I put quotes around living room because I live in a studio, and despite the fact that it’s a big studio, it’s all basically my living room. I took down a few posters and decided to mount my electric guitar.
Above my TV and in between two book cases was a big blank white wall. For the longest time there was a poster that a former boyfriend of mine had given me from the Royal Opera House in London. I was a bit tired of looking at it, so we hung these two photos, one of Washington Square Park at night that was taken by a friend of mine, and the other a piece of London art that my mom gave me a few years ago.
My desk area was a mess. It still kind of is, but it’s better now I think. I moved my bulletin board to the side of the desk, and hung up three Green Day posters. L-R: American Idiot in Berkeley, signed by the cast; Green Day at Madison Square Garden in 1994; American Idiot on Broadway, signed by the cast. It’s a little bit off center, but then again, so is Green Day.