Linear Lunacy

Lines.

Light makes lines.

Lines make form.

I spent most of Sunday in the apartment.  Decided to paint another wall in the bedroom, painted the closet doors a stark white and thought about the main wall in the living room.  I think I might take a leap and do something in an ORaNGe! I’ve never done anything orange before. Who knows? I am all talk at this point.  I’ve been from a green, to maybe a lilac, and now orange.  Maybe.  I’ll probably be safe and go with green.  But something close to lime and light.  I do well in that colour room.

I suddenly crave clean lines in my living space.  Very very clean lines.  This is my new goal.  There will be a sprinkle and a splash of softness and fluffiness but sharp and linear will rule the design.

Lines I don’t want to talk about are the lines on my face….hints of lines are more like it.  I will ignore those for now and go on the look-out for a fabulous hydrating-age-defying creamy cream to gift myself this holiday!

Fa la la la lines in the air. 

A mixed media project I finally unwrapped.  I used these brushes at my first volunteer gig with New York Cares.  The first mural that I worked on with a group of volunteers painting a school uptown. I can't remember how many brushes there are but I think there are about 3 or 4 more rows.  This hung in my old kitchen for many years, it is now in my bedroom.  I liked the way this lamp made a shadow on the work.  It's what captured my sight. 

I love how old things in new placements can suddenly catch my eye and inspire me to stop whatever I am doing and grab the cam to freeze the moment. 

Cheers.