My little guy is now two and loves to draw (or I should say scribble!) and I am so sentimental, I find myself saving handfuls of them. There is something so sweet about all the bold crayon marks and messy paint. It made me remember a fabulous NYC townhouse project I worked on ages ago as a junior designer. My boss framed a dozen pieces of art from the clients young children and we arranged them up a staircase - the effect brought color and happiness into a forgotten space, brilliant! So I went on the hunt for more inspiration. . . I am sold and love the juxtaposition of seeing children's projects hung as fine art. What do you think?