Festive Metal Art Decor
Realsteel has unique holiday decor for every season!
The holidays are upon us as October quickly wraps up. Soon, it will be time for Thanksgiving turkeys and Christmas cookies! Can you believe it? The holidays come and go more swiftly with each passing year. It is important now, more than ever, to hold tightly to these memories and make the very most of the holiday spirit!
At RealSteel, we believe that the holidays are all about family and remembering what we are thankful for. We carry a wide variety of metal holiday art decorto be customized and made uniquely for your family to enjoy. With the help of our master steel-cutters, your one-of-a-kind steel design will be personalized with your family name! One of our most loved and treasured pieces are our holiday monogram wreaths. It is important to us that each and every one of our monogram decor pieces is perfect and ready to hang above the mantle proudly.
Our hanging wall art will last a lifetime! The wonderful part of choosing RealSteel is that every design has been carefully thought out to be the perfect combination of classic and modern. Your personalize steel art holiday gifts will never go out of style!
Holiday shopping shouldn’t be stressful. Order your loved one a customized piece of wall art to display around the house. What better gift than that of joy?
Creating a special personalized design is simple!
It only takes three quick steps to shop in our online store.
- Choose the perfect design
- Customize the art with your choice of text
- Click ‘check out’ and we will deliver your order for FREE.
It is never too early to get the holiday shopping done and over with! Getting this part out of the way leaves you more time to spend with your family and friends. Kick back, relax, and enjoy the time spent at home over warm drinks and a cozy blanket!
Before we go, we would love to leave you with an excerpt from a poem by Timothy Steele titled “Toward the Winter Solstice” to inspire the start of the holiday season.
Toward The Winter SolsticeAlthough the roof is just a story high,
It dizzies me a little to look down.
I lariat-twirl the cord of Christmas lights
And cast it to the weeping birch’s crown;
A dowel into which I’ve screwed a hook
Enables me to reach, lift, drape, and twine
The cord among the boughs so that the bulbs
Will accent the tree’s elegant design.
Friends, passing home from work or shopping, pause
And call up commendations or critiques.
I make adjustments. Though a potpourri
Of Muslims, Christians, Buddhists, Jews, and Sikhs,
We all are conscious of the time of year;
We all enjoy its colorful displays
And keep some festival that mitigates
The dwindling warmth and compass of the days.
Some say that L.A. doesn’t suit the Yule,
But UPS vans now like magi make
Their present-laden rounds, while fallen leaves
Are gaily resurrected in their wake;
The desert lifts a full moon from the east
And issues a dry Santa Ana breeze,
And valets at chic restaurants will soon
Be tending flocks of cars and SUVs.