Making Over the Frames

Remember these frames? The ones I bought at a secondhand store in L-Town for next to nothing?

I let them sit on the floor in my office for months (we'll say it was because they get better with age, OK?). It wasn't that I didn't know what I wanted to do with them—I knew exactly where they were going and knew vaguely what they would contain. I just managed to put off doing a thing with them until recently.

Now they look like this.


Any bets on how long before they actually make it to the wall?

Baby steps, people. Baby steps.