The Blue Room
/What you don’t see is the can of paint I moved without telling Dave. The can of paint he tripped over. The can of paint that then sunk into the sheets and through to the rug. The can of paint that in the end turned into two cans of paint.
Now we alert each other before moving paint cans.
This room which we call the Blue Room for obvious reasons (blue rug not pictured) has panel walls. Like fake wood panels. What we have learned is that this required four, yes four, coats of paint/primer to finally cover the blue. It was like a sponge calling the paint into it.
After the third coat, fourth if you count primer, we finally stopped seeing blue.
I hung white curtains (still need to get a photo) that I’m hoping to try dying charcoal one of these days. I used a gray quilt I already had and ordered simple lights that wouldn’t take up space.
I talked D into leaving the shades off in all the rooms and using only curtains. We will need a headboard here so the bed isn’t right up against the curtains/window so I’m stalking Craigslist.
I don’t have a great before. You can’t tell the wall is so very blue and see how cluttered it was. Ugly lamps and white wicker of which I’m not a fan of. I had bought the bedding above to ‘go with’ the blue, trying to work with rather than against it! I’ll be listing it over on @respiritingstyle soon if anyone likes it.
Below is the beauty and simplicity of white paint to open a space. Even without curtains and the headboard it is dramatic!
I want to start collecting more diverse artwork and we begin with this self portrait from my kiddo. We love it so much. We want him to be surrounded by art by other black humans and be inspired from them. He said it wasn’t quite finished (school let out before he completed it) and we told him we love that about it too.
His bed gets nothing fancy because he adores these two old blankets (Delilah does too). He has been wrapping up in them since he was five years old. Luckily they are my color scheme!!! And he is quite happy to be out of the hallway bunkbeds and back into this sweet little room.