Wednesday, August 22, 2012

One Year Later...

I have been working through Facebook for most recent orders- on top of adding to our household's total. Caroline Riggs Hunt came in January 2012. Having two girls has been one of the most precious times of my life...and it has rocked my world! Time to paint has become almost non-existent, but I manage to squeeze in some here and there.

That said, please be patient with orders. I promise they are a priority to me!

Here is the latest addition to the AHH and ahh, how precious! collection.

Burlap door hangers (Your favorite team)

School name, mascot and colors

Monday, February 7, 2011


I've certainly been blessed with so much work this year, and I cannot thank the Lord enough! Thanks to all my customers, friends, and family who have helped make the past year such a success for Ahh...and Ahh, how precious!

I've updated both pages with my most recent art and still have all work from the past. If you haven't seen the Facebook page for Ahh..., check it out! FB- Ahh and Ahh how precious.

Do to demand for one-of-a-kind art, being back in a state-tested course and classroom, and being the mom of a 2-year-old (not to mention trying to be a good wife on top of that!), I have decided to take a year off from Easter pails. I cannot tell you all how appreciative I am of your support in that endeavor! I hope to return for possibly Halloween pails and Easter pails for 2012.

Until then, PLEASE continue ordering pieces for your homes and nurseries! I'm busy painting away!!!

Friday, September 17, 2010

The House that Built Me

For years, when I have dreamt of being at home, I have dreamt about this house- my first home. My "Always will be" earthly home. Even when dreams are of John, Addison, and myself- they take place in this home- just as it was in 1989. Over twenty years later, I still remember every detail inside this ranch-style that my parents built when I was barely 2. This home that sat on the 100-year old farm of my Riggs family. This home that was surrounded by white throughout the year- whether it was from the foot of snow we often saw in this flat delta land of Northeast Arkansas or the bountiful crop of cotton God had blessed us with for that year's harvest.  But, the inside. That is where I remember the most. From the fact that the bathroom Zac and I shared always had the light blown, to where he would hide as a child in the top of the hall linen closet, to sitting on the butcher-block countertop in the kitchen singing along with the Forrester Sisters' version of "White Christmas," to moving the stick out of the sliding glass door that Daddy had "installed" as our idea of a security system. I remember sitting on the couch on either side of Daddy when he told us Pa Pa Houston had passed. I remember getting a spot for backhandsprings in the long stretch of carpet that formed the walkway from the den to the kitchen. I remember Granny Houston playing Christmas carols at our Riggs' family Christmas Eves. I remember Pa Pa Riggs checking every closet and bath tub for "boogers" when we'd come home from town after dark.

As Mother and Daddy celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary this year, the memories of this home have been much more vibrant. The house is just brick and morter, some 2x4s, and Berber carpet. But, the Christ-centered love and lessons that were forever instilled in me make this HOME. As happy as I am in my life and with my very own miraculous family, it took months before I could listen to Miranda Lambert's song "The House that Built Me". Floods of these memories would rush back, the longing to be with those I dearly love that have gone to our eternal home, the fanciful ideas and dreams of being a lawyer, an astronaut, or the next Patsy Cline- all just a breath away. But, I am reminded of the hopes and dreams that have been ever-present for as long as I can remember. The dream of being a wife, a mother, a teacher. These dreams- the most important- that came true. Those dreams wouldn't have been realized without the love, the discipline, the responsibilty, the teaching of Truth, and the fun that came from those that entered this home, those that dwelled in this home, and those that have passed from this home.

I am fortunate and proud to claim a handful of things: I am the wife of John Hunt. I am the mother of Addison Blythe Hunt. I am the sister of one of the finest men I've ever known. I am the daughter of a man and woman who have been committed to one another, to their children, and to their God for their whole lives. I belong to Max and Joy Riggs and to Doyle and Betty Houston. I belong to Christ. None of those things would've happened had I not experienced what occurred within the walls of this house that built me.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Price Changes Effective July 1, 2010.

Dear Friends,

Because of price increases in material, my canvas pricing will be changing effective July 1, 2010.  Prices will be as follows:

30 x 40 with 2" border- $180 (ex: Be Still)
30 x 70 with 2" border- $200 (ex: Crib Canvas)
30 x 70 with 1/2 " border- $180 (ex: Crib Canvas)
24 x 36 with 2" border- $160 (ex: Changing Table)
24 x 36 with 1/2 " border- $140 (ex: Changing Table)
18 x 22- $60 (ex: Birds of a Feather without frame)
16x 20- $50 (ex: Door Hanger)
11 x 14- $40
8 x 10- $25
Initial Wall Plaques (24" x 24")- $75

Thank you so much for your support and encouragement!

Monday, March 29, 2010

Ordering Information

For any piece, please email me at You can also send me a message on Facebook.

To view art, click on the pages to the left: Amy Houston Hunt- Whimsical Art for your home precious- Whimsical Art for your child

"Be Still"- Auction piece


This is a one-of-a-kind 30x40 for a silent auction. Although, this will not be reproduced due to the nature of the event, similar canvases can be created.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

My Miracle

~My Miracle~
On Wednesday, December 16, my daughter will turn one. This has been, by far, the most humbling, joyful, and amazing year of my life. She is absolute living proof of God's Mercy, of His Faithfulness, and of His Miracles. When I see her cuddled up with her wonderful daddy, I'm breathless. I often have to quickly wipe tears from my eyes before the relentless teasing from John gets underway over my sappiness. For the first time in my life, I understand unconditional love. I am so blessed to have been given this child, and I am grateful every day for her amazing daddy. When John and I were engaged, I used to describe him as a very decent man. Oh, how wrong I was. My husband is a very exceptional man- a man who is leading his home in faith- the kind of man my parents prayed diligently would enter my life. 

My family is proof of the power of prayer. And in the midst of my doting and pride and thanksgiving for them, I am ever reminded of the true Miracle in my life- God's unselfish and sacrificial love. At this time of year and always, may we remember the love of Christ Jesus, His birth, His promise, His sacrifice. Our God is an Awesome God. Merry Christmas- Amy

Monday, September 1, 2008

Welcome to Amy Houston Hunt's Blog

I've been painting Children's canvases and murals since 2000. During that time, I have created dozens of original works for babies' nurseries, little boys' pretend lands, and little girls' palaces. Most of the art that I do is personalized. Parents often request life verses for their babies and even birth announcements for hospital doors. My favorite rooms have been Chase's tree with a jolly snake dangling from a limb and Hollin and Marleigh's personalized spaces over their beds.

As the years go by, trends change, but one thing I have found is everyone loves to see their babies' names with a meaningful verse for a lifetime of reassurance. I have my most recent canvases posted.

If you are a past customer and can send me more pictures of your child's artwork, I'd love to post it to this blog! Thanks for your continued support over the years. I love creating for you and your family and hope to create for many more!