I was looking through my PAD for 2013 last night and noticed something.
ITíS ALL TOO BEIGE!
Whereas my early years 2003, 2004, 2005 were really colourful, this one is distinctly colourless on the whole. Iíve had odd moments. Perhaps thatís why I like my mustard pots so much? Anyway the rest has been drab to say the least.
DM reckons itís a combination of the time of year and a year of rain. He might well be right. It might also be to do with spending my entire waking life reading such riveting things as ďFunctional biotic homogenization of bird communities in disturbed landscapesĒ Ė no offence meant to the bloke who spent months poring over every word, phrase, sentence and paragraph but itís not exactly Stieg Larsson is it? Iím only half joking when I say I want to slash my wrists with the sheer misery of studying. Honestly, I thought Iíd feel fulfilled and in fact all I feel is isolated and floundering. Does that make any sense?
Iíve said it before but on 18th May Iím going to pick up a trashy novel and immerse myself in reading for pleasure.
Anyway, all-in-all I decided that todayís pic must be something colourful and do you know what? I marched round the house Ė me Ė the girl who loves her bright colours Ė and struggled to find anything photogenic and colourful. Maybe itís my frame of mind. I sat down on the chair in my study and spotted a bottle of nail varnish. Iíve not painted my nails since my wedding day but I DO have quite a few bottles of the stuff lying around gathering dust.
So, how to get a pic Ė the bottles are scratched and dusty so they wonít do. OK then, the brushes. Oh bugger Ė theyíre all different makes therefore different sizes. And, the fact that they are also mounted into the bottle lids makes them difficult to get close enough together to look good. So, I hit on some movementÖ
This is the result and I am thrilled to bits with it. Iíve done a colourful pic. Hurrah.