July 26th, 2008

Two New Girls


Ok, so lately I've been thinking about some change. G usually spends time here each year when he doesn't have other work, doing Something to the House. This year I decided to go after a room that has never been painted in the six years we've been here and who knows when it was painted before that...maybe 20 years or more. There are 3 rooms to the addition, my office, what we use as a dining room and what I call the living room. (The Dude and E call it the Sun Room for obvious reasons.)

You will never see me wearing yellow by choice. But I decided to paint the dining room walls yellow, a very bold departure for me. Usually, I pick an offwhite and use a light color for trim. Not this time. I wanted something that would leave me in no doubt that it had COLOR. G was game. (Guess he hasn't been writing much this summer and was bored by other jobs.) Armed with paint chips, I began looking and quickly narrowed my choices. In walks E after camp and immediately picks the only chip that has orange in it. Now, E prefers VERY bold colors, so she's picked the color that is deepest. Which wouldn't do for the walls at all. The rule is go two shades lighter than the one you like on the strip.

Orange is perhaps even less one of my colors than yellow is (and bright red is right out).

So ignoring my color expert (E), G got me several samples of the yellows I had selected. ALL of which went beige or greenish on my walls. A quality of the light. And guess what? Going 2-3 shades lighter than E's pick actually looked very yellow. Duh. Should have listened to my color expert (E). She might be 9, but she has one hell of an eye for it.

Of course, E then selected this very fluorescent yellow called Lemon Meringue instead. Now that would have glowed in the dark. So we *ahem* edited her final selection and didn't mention it. Her orange is on the doors to the living room, which were once the french doors to a patio before the addition was built.

And now? I'm liking a green for my office. But we won't be moving the books and bookcases to do it. We'll be painting the edges, I think. I think. Heck of an opportunity to get those books dusted properly.

Photos below the cut of G teaching E to paint properly. Maybe when she grows up she too can be a painter when the art thing isn't paying the rent very well.

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