Olive Green

Another late evening and I'm tinkering around with my colors. I always go to green. It's the most pleasing to my eye and my psyche.

I am rebuilding a very old Ashford Traditional spinning wheel that a friend bestowed upon me. I haven't done a project like this in a while and I am fondly remembering a beautiful old painted oak secretary that I refinished a number of years ago. Watching the paint literally melt off to reveal gorgeous quarter-sawn oak beneath was a wondrous affair. Too bad I did it as a gift for a friend and it's not in my possession. But I took great joy in bringing back to life a truly beautiful piece of furniture.

Also I have been working today on marketing my art, finally getting around to sending out announcement postcards to previous buyers and others inviting them to check out my three websites.

This is a piece that I recently "bought" for myself from my handmade collection. I do that every so often, go into my studio and "shop" when I need something new in my wardrobe. It is a lovely, hefty piece that is keeping me warm this winter/spring, made of cotton and tencel.

I've had a love affair with the color olive green for about as long as I can remember. I think it started when I was in junior high school, and olive green and baby blue were a hot combo. I once dressed for Hallowe'en as an olive, mostly in olive green with a pimento red scarf around my neck. Then there were the long toothpicks laden with a stack of olives marinating every evening in my father's martinis. Now it's olive green and black for me and I wear those colors together much of the time.

This is quite cool, reminiscing about a color. I think I'll do it occasionally as an exercise in creative reimagination.