My room is red. Like, red. When I pick yarn for new projects, I am attracted to strong color. Neutrals are not my thing, except when paired with color. I have a bright pink lace scarf and a fuschia wool smocked scarf. I have plans for a stranded blue sweater and one of my favorite hats is royal purple. I found this blue-green-gold fabric and had to have it just because it was so pretty (its destiny lies in napkins and placemats for my future life).
Now, this isn't to say that colors that aren't stand out-ish aren't pretty. They are. I'm currently wearing a lovely brown sweater and my headboard is wicker and my car is a neutral kind of gold, but my sweater is textured and the headboard is woven and the car is kind of glittery in the sun- they all have texture.
For me, color isn't just a slice on a wheel. It's the entire presentation. It's the feeling I get when I see it, touch it, experience it. For me, this blog will be looking for the color in my life as I prepare to graduate, move, and go to grad school.
Kit Carson Park
The lace scarf I knit for Becca