Maybe it’s the word ‘favorite’ that bugs me. I’m not such a black and white person. The topic for Day 12 is Favorite Color. When? Today? Right now? Purple. Tomorrow morning, when I’m barely awake? Maybe teal or turquoise. Tonight I’m supposed to start ironing the figure in my quilt, so probably heading into the flesh terrain…so those are the pink boxes, which for me are one of the largest parts of my stash…not because I love pink (I don’t), but because I stash all the flesh tones in there, unless they are hiding in brown or purple…which some of them are. For backgrounds? I love a seriously dark blue…not black, which is my favorite (not)color to wear. And draw with. I love using really bright colors in my work, in my quilts, not on my body. But I appreciate a toned-down palette for when that’s what’s needed. So ‘favorite’. Not a thing. All of them. Wait until tomorrow…I’m supposed to talk about ‘least favorite.’ I think because I make figurative quilts, quilts that tell a story, that all the colors are important and useful. I don’t think of one being more or less useful than the others. They all have their place and I don’t dislike any one.
It’s different if I’m wearing them. Then it’s a different story, right? But every color has its place in the palette.
I ran that year of color thing on my Instagram for 2020 (a weird year, yes, but I still post on Insta almost every day)…
They analyze the colors in your photos by how much they appear. Interesting. So many flesh tones and blues.
I barely ironed last night. I worked and gamed and worked some more. I ironed a rocket ship and I think that’s it.
Oh, I laid out all the 800s. Flesh, baby.
This next section is a big commitment, with all the body parts in there. And it’s already almost 10:30 PM.
We hiked this morning, Boden Canyon, the third hike we’ve done in the Coast to Crest Challenge…
It was pretty; fall colors everywhere.
It’s probably pretty hot in summer, but I was freezing at the start.
It started down in the canyon and then climbed out a bit.
The whole Boden Canyon loop is over 14 miles with 2000-foot gain, which we did not do, although we did do 6.7 miles.
Came home, ate, exhausted, then graded for 5 hours, but got progress reports done. Woo hoo! A miracle.
Now I’m trying to wake up enough to start picking flesh fabrics. The man is working on his Santa disguise.
It was a nice hike, mostly flat for the bit we did.
I’m really not sure how this gate is supposed to work.
Intriguing construction. Anyway. Go outside. Do the nature thing. It’s good for you.
Me? I’m going to try to iron for a bit and then collapse into a death-like sleep. Then tomorrow, I’ll try to figure out what my least favorite color is, in between grocery shopping and trying to finish planning for the week. It’ll be good.