Hmmm...

Remember the blue color I bought for my chairs? Well tonight I finally got to painting the color onto the chair. And I don't love it. So that made me really think. Since I loved it when I bought it. And was so happy and proud of myself. I was surprised. I hauled the chairs back into the studio and the color just didn't go with the other colors in the room. It didn't create the feeling and atmosphere I wanted it to.

But every obstacle is a hidden opportunity and I am learning to trust my instincts so I opened myself up to this quandry and a few cool things happened. One: I went with a suggestion from my sister and put the leftover color on the little table in the room and on the table-- it is perfect, and I do love it. As for the chairs, tomorrow I am going to put a light white sheer over the top of it, see if it tones it down...maybe then I will love it! Even if I don't, I am allowing myself to be creative again and find creative outlets, and painting is therapeutic and calming. It's almost like meditation. I can try another color if this one doesn't work. Really? It's ok to "make a mistake"? Hmmm...