That red will never love me back causes me no loss of sleep, no ache which one might seek to fill with paler substitutes. Pink, there are days when yours is the soft touch, the sweet voice for which I hanker. But red, red, it is enough for me that you are in the world. You make everything groovy.
More on red another day. I haven't even begun.
6 comments:
LOVE LOVE LOVE these paintings.
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Rebecca - So glad you saw them. Aren't they wonderful? And both artists have tons more. Squee! xo
I swear I was just now thinking about red and how I want red in my new place, and so I'm going out looking for red. Now.
Rubye - There is absolutely nothing to take the place of red. Wishing you bright happiness in your new place. xo
What wonderful photos. I'm renovating a house right now and the kitchen will be in reds and pale turquoise.
Sorry it's taken so long to get back to you and your comment on my Paris post. I'm hoping to have before and after photos of my project soon.
Kass - Oh, I envy your kitchen colors. Our apartment is, and will remain, white. I will dream of reds and pale turquoise. Looking forward to photos of your project, good to hear from you. xoxo
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