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| L.W's Breakfast on The Grass from memory in Sketch Club App on my iPad. |
I'm sitting here fiddling with the Pad waiting for the stores to open. I have to go get small tubes of the paint colors that are still on route. They are in Belleview Michigan. They aren't expected here till Monday and that's too late. As luck would have it, this Mrs. Gotrocks has to return some river rocks to Michael's. Hopefully Michael's has 14ml. tubes of Cerulean, red oxide, and a couple other reds--and a canvas pad.
The cost goes up.
I put a bowl of river rocks in the center of my deck table. I had a bowl of hens and chickens. They did great out there all year long for four years. Then this year, they flowered and died--from heat and not being watered four times a day I suspect. So I filled the arty cement bowl with polished river rocks. It looks good. Tactile. Zen. I figure stick a bug deterrent candle in there for evening or add some charcoal fluid soaked fiber in a subsunk pan and use it as a table top fire pit. The last idea is appealing, except for the possibility of burning down the deck, the table, the chairs and the house.
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| A dash of Quinacridone Violet is fine in a paint mix, in a dot or two in a painting. It is not okay on my front door; it's the color of madness. Ask Vincent. |
Whores of whores, the condo association turned up yesterday and painted my beautiful deep barn red front door an obnoxious Quinacridone Violet. I could throw up. The last time they tried to do that, I sent them away. Then I got a dunning letter threatening me with a fine and eviction. Fine. So I sat there yesterday watching horrified. Honey hid in his den pretending he wasn't home. The painter, Sherwin Williams, seeing my distress kept saying,"I tried to tell them it was an awful color, way too strong." I thanked Sherwin for his sympathies, but there it is: glaringly offensive, the epitome of poor taste by some silly filly who should be shot for defacing the planet. I called my painter this morning. I'm looking forward to the Association Picnic in a couple of weeks. I'll be able to tell the Philistine by her outfit--lots of jazz going on. I have a few words t share.
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| This is what I find offensive. That violent violet swings into a warm, cozy, welcoming Chinese Red. The color swings a pox into my palace! |
...it doesn't match the bricks of your condo! But, you know, those two colors would share dirt in a flower bed... ? I enjoy the thought of your hubby hiding in the back rooms. ha ha
ReplyDeleteI DO like your ipad painting! I hope to redo and start afresh with my painting/sketching blog. I think I will be tying it in closely with my poetry/photography blog. I have a lot of original subjects as it is my own photography. I 'm off to see what you have been up to ;)
Try to enjoy the picnic ... :)
You should combine the two. Several bloggers do quite effectively--effectively enough where I start worrying that I'm not poetic enough. It seems they take a lot of time to match their artwork/photography with the right words/verse.
DeleteMargaret, my castle is not a mixed flower bed. Mauve has never been me. My birthstone is garnet--that would be okay on the door. Not violet. There's no shrinking going on here:)
Nice to see you back. I'll be over to pay you a visit.
Don't get me wrong. Barn door red. Hands down a MUCH better choice. :)
DeleteDon't get me wrong. Barn door red. Hands down a MUCH better choice. :)
DeleteHTW could they paint it completely? Did they send a letter stating that they were going to paint your door? Our association is not that bold to do it, they send their threatening letters hoping it will scare one into whatever they're complaining about... btw, is that color in your association's color palette? if not then you have a real fight in your favor... That is the most god awful color..Last time I saw that color was in Alice and Wonderland's section of Disneyland.
ReplyDeleteHahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I'm still laughing. Four years ago that was the color somebody on the board or somebody married to a board member chose when it came time to repaint the exteriors. I was so appalled at the color I sent them away say,"Don't you touch my door." The poor guy reported it to either the board member who hired the painters or the maintenance company that takes care of whatever they take care of. That's when I got the letter. Ellis thought I was making a big deal over nothing. He thinks I'm a trouble maker. I think I am not. I am a homemaker who has seen to it that we live in a tranquil, violet free environment.
DeleteWhen Honey finally came out of his den to inspect what I was weeping over, he came in and said, "How could anybody pick such a horrible color?" Then turned and went back his den. That leaves me. I called my painter.
The killer is: the homeowners here are responsible for the condition of the front doors, (windows and doorwalls), but somehow NOT the finish of them. Also I have a brass kick-plate and someone else down the block has leaded glass instead of clear. These decorative differences fall under the same heading as color of paint in my decorative book; yet no one has sent me any dunning letters about that. It's all BS.
So should I assume that E. opened the door to allow the painter to paint the entire edge(s) of the door? Here I thought my association was Nazi.. I think you should have it painted back to the color you had before.. and if they threaten you w/ a lien- which they can't since liens can only be imposed on CCR infractions.. My neighbor got threatened w/a lien when the approved landscaping was all of a sudden opposed because one of the board members found out that the contractor was someone they did not personally like... real b.s. isn't it?
DeleteOh dear, what can I say that you haven't already about that darned front door. Could you repaint it yourself during the night and claim you knew nothing about it, or that the paint had changed colour when it dried...how's that for an idea.
ReplyDeleteExcellent idea! I did that before. I'll do it again. First, I have to fix the door. It's odd that I am responsible for the condition of the door, but not the finishing of the door.
DeleteThe bitch is: I'd love a mahogany stained glass panel door like the ones I've specified for clients. They are gorgeous. Strokable. Satin finish. Fine grain. Magnificent to look at. But that's out. I'll settle for Pittburgh Barn Red exterior paint, satin finish. It's got a sienna base, which every one of the colors in my house contain.
Our hoa says that the owner is responsible not only for the condition but the finish of any part of the house. You have some weird rules and some people on the board who have nothing better to do but be a pain in the ---
DeleteSorry to hear about your door, I hope you either get used to it or convince them to change the color. Fun to see your iPad sketch, a really good idea, got one, but have never tested painting. It must be a great tool to try new things out, colors, compositions and ideas.
ReplyDeleteIt's a technique to master. Jean Spitzer is the queen of iPad sketching in my opinion. I'm a babe. And you should see some of the fully developed iPad masterpieces artists have made. Astounding. You have to look up the Sketch Club and ArtRage applications. You'll be amazed, invigorated and energized.
DeleteAs for my door, this has happened before. I had it repainted. The home owners are responsible for maintenance of the door. Maintenance covers the condition of the door-- rotting wood,broken weather stripping, broken glass, door replacement etc. NOT PAINTING, NOT FINISHING. What's that all about? In this condo development, uniformity is not an issue; none of the doors face the street. The whole thing is stupid. My brass kick plate should probably be considered an infraction of the rules--it does fall under the heading of decoration. None of the other home owners have one. YET some have leaded glass in place of clear in their doors, yet that does not break the rules. I feel my protesting urges resurfacing...
How are you enjoying your vacation? Wandering about photographing whatever interests you? That's a good way to find new subject matter. It's how I found pastries.
How do you get on that board/committee?
ReplyDeleteUnbelievable. My sympathies. I had a red door and loved it. Sorry about your loss.
Not to worry. I did call my painter and I do have my preferred barn red color paint in storage in the basement. He will repaint it. The door is not exposed to the street. Our garage blocks it and forms the third wall of an atrium at the entrance. When I have it repainted no one will know the difference. I did it last time. I'm a sneaky bitch.
DeleteYour tale of bureaucratic bullshit is enough to make me vomit. However, is that a function of choosing condo living? It's not a popular way of finding property here in the UK. I love your anarchistic attitude to this. You are obviously well prepared to start the revolution.
ReplyDeleteWell the rules do seem a bit odd. I have to fix the door, but I can't color it whatever I want. Actually, when it comes to condos, this one is quite lenient. Owners can have their own gardens. Some places the landscape is the landscape; you can't add to it. We would have preferred a house, but in the three years we were shopping, we never saw anything that didn't need 100K to fix up. This place was brand new, landscaping care and snow removal were taken care of along with the roof, gutters, building, streets and driveways. Plus there's a pretty nice lake with boat slips if I dare again to think about sailing something.
DeleteI don't know whether I want to start a revolution Mick. If I do,people will be watching what I do and that could be troublesome. Silently, my painter will correct the situation. The only difference between my color and theirs is my red is warm and has no blue in it; their's is cold and uninviting.
Every time in the last week that I have picked up my phone, I have seen a new post - all good, all creative. Wow. I cannot in any way keep up.
ReplyDeleteHow dare they!!! These condo commandos have nothing better to do - I'd be furious. Read the code - see if they have some authority to do this, if not - give 'em hell. And you are to have no input as to the color it's painted?! Let's say Barn Red is not allowed. Why did they not give you the opportunity to choose an alternative color?!
Great I-Pad sketch! Painterly, and cool.
I have really enjoyed your varied sketches, paintings and posts this week. You are quite the writer as well as artist, you know.
You're sweet Dan. Thank you. When we bought the place, the door was my barn red color. The place was a model; the builder chose the color. I just want what I bought. And I will as soon as their painters leave the area and things quiet down.
DeleteiPads are fun. Getting the drawing into my not Apple computer is a bit more difficult.
I don't know if I'll be posting next week. My workshop might whack me out. I paint everyday, but not for six hours straight.
Your waiting-painting hits me strongly, but I do not feel any revolution in my heart watching your door. Anyway, sending you all my good thoughts - I love reading your comments,a bit afraid of your sharpness, but thank you for all emotions here in blog-world
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry if I frighten you with my straight forward approach to matters Maria. That statement perplexes me.I'm not sure what you mean by sharpness?
ReplyDeleteIs it sharp to suggest putting wine in a paper coffee cup so you could enjoy it while sitting on that public bench in front of that beautiful piece of water? Public drunkenness and disturbance is a crime; those folks are hazardous to public safety and most likely disturbing the peace. But it isn't a crime to sit quietly and enjoy the view with a little refreshment cloaked in a publicly acceptable vessel; that's a delightful moment the authorities, just people, would probably like to share with you if they had the day off and time to relax and dream.
I've never been a poet. I don't know where the back door is. I take all my deliveries right to the front. I think parenthood does that to you. When you are responsible for young lives, poetry flies out the window. Round about with metaphors, sarcasm, vague meanings just isn't the way with kids. All that disappears off your tongue. You speak your mind directly. You tell the truth as you know it. Admit when you're wrong. Admit when you don't know. Stand up when you're right. Then, in time, they do the same. And lovely, deep relationships form, full of trust and loyalty. They know you can be counted on to present life to them straight forward and unadorned.
I hope you read this. I'd really like to know what you were talking about.
I'm glad you think my violet door is okay. But then you don't have to live with it. Funny thing is: Ellis and I think the door needs to be replaced. Our door guy is coming out to take a look. If we're right, a new door will go in and will need some finishing--paint. It won't be Quinacridone Violet.
I will abstain from profanity, but that is one gawdawful color!!! Down with condo associations! Up with real color!!!
ReplyDeleteWhy would you? I didn't. Is it obnoxious or what? But do I really want to be on the board? I would be unloved, a cast out, a troublemaker--and probably end up President!Those kinds of people are whacky; They like to hand over the baton to who ever has an opinion.
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ReplyDeleteI remember this sensation when i buy new material, I ever seem the paper is clean a nd beautiful, this is the happiness because we know the ilution when we paint on them. The meat seems delicious. What a good your paintings. Warm regards.
Sorry Linda, I meant the foods seem delicious. My inglish isn,t good till.. :(. Happy holidays.
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