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Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Colour as anti-therapy

The other day I was looking for a particular photo and came across pictures I hadn't seen in a long time.  The folder name was pretty generic, and I don't think I'd opened it in years.

I only really take pictures of people, and there were some lovely ones of young Sarah, Chris, Emily and Phoebe, and some taken while my mother was still healthy and visiting us.  This is one of them that I particularly liked, although I didn't take it.

        
l to r: sister Kathy, brother Sean, me, brother Pat, Mom
 What surprised me though, was how much I'd forgotten about the house we used to live in, and how differently we live now.  In the photo above, you can see, behind the Canterbury chimes, that the wall was painted purple.  We had so much colour all through that house!  We were all facing a turquoise dining table and its turquoise chairs, while off to the right of us, pale mauve sofas and chairs were sitting next to houseplants and cats and hearts of glass and stone in dozens of sizes.  If I remember rightly, we had gorgeous turquoise tiles on the kitchen floor.  It sounds overwhelming, but it always made me happy to be there.

This is not to say I don't like our apartment.  It is also warm and inviting to me, although the colour scheme is very different, built around cobalt, copper and deep brown.   In the summer, I throw in some white and the place brightens right up, and as we've been here 6 years, it reflects both our former and our present life.  My one regret is that I didn't keep the glass I'd been collecting for years....Dave said it was because it was scratched, but I don't remember that.  I think it was because I didn't want to admit to being a collector.  The colours, mauve and cobalt and pink, still draw my eyes.




6 comments:

  1. Changing times also mean changing tastes in decor.

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  2. What amazing pictures! I can just imagine how wonderful it must have felt to open that folder and find these gems. Mom is so "mom" in both of these shots that it almost makes me cry! Thanks for finding them and sharing them in living colour!

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  3. I love it when I happen upon old photos with pleasant memories. They do remind us that time does not stay still, though. I wish you all the best in 2015, Lorna!

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  4. Purples and Blues are all in again. Maybe you can bring them back into your life?

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  5. Next prolonged trip I take without you, you have my whole-hearted support to engage your CAPABLE friends and paint any of our three walls - the fourth being all windows - any colour your heart desires. And you can count on the same surprised delight - isn't that how you remember it? - that I felt when I came home to purple hallways, way back then. YOF.

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