Anyhow, we finally decided that this sort of turquoise hurricane of a candle holder would be the prefect accent wall color for our family room. For one, it went really well with that cherry wood and my grandmothers (seemingly) antique, proud, lamp. Secondly, summer was hitting this town in the triple digits and we were tricked (which I realized later) into believing that a rich jewel tone of turquoise would calm our boiling blood in the heated house. I constantly felt as if my skin was melting off of my face. Melting hot, like the inside of an oven. It was interesting that we picked only that single wall to accent.
The same day we went to the antique store/ paint chip searching, we purchased several empty black and silver frames from antique shops and a thrift shop in town and proceeded to frame my roommate’s art work, alongside a badly faded PRINT of Monet’s and smaller monochrome PRINT of Van Gogh’s, a skull, seeming to smoke a joint. A neighbor of ours donated a poster of a sepia night shot of the Eiffel Tower, and lining cafes/old buildings. This montage of black/white/sepia would look rich against that bright blue, matching our wooden floors. It would seem like a tower, framing and lining the wall with rich, somewhat uniform visual sensations, varied in size.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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