In the age of
pet clothes and
$330-mechanical litter box monitors, dog spas and
canine face lifts, one has to wonder if the
"man's best friend" of olden times would even
recognize his modern counterpart. Would he feel slighted (or
relieved) that he never received such pampering? Has the
relationship between man and pup changed? Is this anthropomorphism
run amok? This all brings me to another issue that has come up in
our indulgent, post-Paris Hilton age: The proliferation of pet
portraitists. Now, I am the kind of person who would probably be
into a kitschy
paint-by-numbers portrait of my pet, but
I'll put all kinds of silly crap on my walls
without batting an eye. I want to know if the rest
of you (normal folks) would ever commission and hang a portrait of
your own four-legged family member? Or do you stop at, say, the
occasional snapshot tacked to the fridge? Comment
away!
[paint-by-numbers
via Apartment Therapy]
Other ways to dress up your walls, on Shine:
Turn family portraits (or just favorite snapshots) into bold wall
art
What to do when what lies beneath (three layers of wallpaper) is
truly frightening
Cute
wall-mounted magnetic bulletin boards seem like more play than
work
