I grew up around a lot of color. From my mom’s side of the family with all of the beautiful quilts to my dad’s side of the family with all the beautiful oil paintings. Art and color have always been an important part of my life from a very young age. Over the years, I’ve developed kind of a quirk where I can’t stand, I mean, can’t stand!!!, having white walls around me. I’m not sure why it bothers me so much. Could it be that when I was in the thick of a difficult time in my life, I was surrounded by a lot of white walls… at school, at home, at gramma’s house…Fair enough because I didn’t own these houses and I believe that the owner should have what they like, of course! … but as for me, now that I get to make the decisions, my walls are colors… the color of melted butter… the color of the flesh of golden acorn squash, a cool lavender for my work space, and a fun pea green for the bath… I just remember those quilts that Gramma L used to make out of all the colorful scraps and old clothing… she had a gift for combining colors and making something colorful and beautiful out of things that would have otherwise had no use. She knew how to create beauty out of very little. This is why color is important to me and a happy life. Color is what stimulates my brain to these wonderful memories and inspires that way that I combine colors today in my art. Color makes me feel blessed!
3″x5″ card with colored pencil, and marker of the word: Color. Make the world more colorful!!!!