Gone but not Unforgetable

Not quite six years ago Schwartzbeere wanted to paint his room.  He was in high school then and thought the perfect color would be black.  Totally black.   

On the one hand, that he wanted it painted was understandable.  The family we bought the house from had smaller children and the room Schwartzbeere ended up in, while it had been a boy's room, it was a little boy's room. Schwartzbeere had never been very fond of the clouds that adorned the blue walls.  But black?

Well, as you might imagine, that didn't go over too well.  There was some discussion and a compromise was reached.  So he ended up with gray and purple walls and a black ceiling. Yeah.  I thought it was good.  And with that the painting began.

 Well, as you might imagine, that didn't go over too well.  There was some discussion and a compromise was reached.  So he ended up with gray and purple walls and a black ceiling. Yeah.  I thought it was good compromise.   

Anyway, even though he got married and moved out quite some time ago the room has remained as Schwartzbeere had wanted it.  I don't know, maybe there was always something else more pressing than painting.  That can be, after all, a bit of work.  But the time had come.  Brombeere picked her colors and got to work.

Now all her children will tell you that Brombeere prefers to decorate around shades of white.  So the room went quite a bit lighter than gray, purple and black.

But trust me, the room did not go totally white.  Can you see the contrast here?  The ceiling was white but all the walls are gray.  Yes, gray.  But a much lighter gray than Schwartzbeere had it.

Blaubeere came over one day and helped with the painting. That was fun. 

So, while the room isn't totally done, it is coming along quite nicely.  It looks much more inviting now.  And its amazing how much brighter the room is - you no longer feel like you have to turn the light on in the middle of the day.  Who knows!  Maybe this will even help lower the electricity bill.

Its been drying a day now and is getting to the point of being almost done.  I like it.  Her kids give Bromnbeere grief about always painting everything white.  Even when she goes with a color other than white its such a pale shade of the color that unless you look real close you pretty much don't notice that its not white.  But I like it.  I like living in a house that is bright and light colors.  Suits us just fine.