So I’ve found this App called ‘Paint my place’ – it’s not the most intuitive app and there’s no point in going for the free version, it’s £2.99 or nothing. But it has allowed me to take a picture of the front of our house and play around with different colours on the brick work.
This is off-black from Farrow and Ball. Probably a bit too gothic..
Pic no.2 – I was curious to see what a really dark blue would look like as an exterior paint. Not my favourite. What I learnt is not to go for the colours you know, but choose via the sample square on the app, that way you can see if you like the potential colour rather than the specific colour.
The version using Farrow and Ball downpipe. The softer dark is better.
Neutrals – this is Skimming Stone by Farrow and Ball – which probably proves the point of colour distortion: Don’t rely on what it says if you’re going to buy paint based on this app.
And finally – Elephant’s breath, Farrow and Ball.
It’s been interesting and fun to to have a genuine chance to experiment. I think it has proved previous posts conclusions: Downpipe is an easy choice because it will work. To find the right neutral will be much harder, but I’m surprised how much I like the neutrals.
My admiration for Hockney and his skill with ipad art has now shot sky high.
This summer it will be fourteen years since the outside of house was painted. I know the date exactly because it was the year we got Molly the dog. Which means everythings getting a bit old. But at least the outside can be re-painted..although I’d prefer not to paint it white..at one point I thought a beige putty colour would be the way to go..but finding the right putty colour has proved very hard as so many have too much green in their base. Now I’m thinking it’s the chance of a lifetime to go rad, be bad..and go dark..
Particularly when you see photos like this: It’s hard to standout against such beautiful period houses but this modern number effortlessly makes its mark.
Ours is a Victorian redbrick house not dissimilar to this one. Whilst the colours compliment, on a personal level I think an off-black would work better…
Maybe more like this. But is that just opting out??
I think I might takes some pictures of our facade and start colouring in…there must be some technology out there now to help make the decision? Watch this space.
The word ‘ikat’ derives from the Malay-Indonesian word ‘mengikat’ which translates as to tie or bind.
The creative process is an oxymoron where the finished result is a blurred image but the techniques are complex requiring tying, dyeing, untying, re-tying and dying again of the multiple threads in precise colours and positions.
The finished work is fluid, vibrant and capture a certain spirit.
God the eighties were fun…the smoking, the staying up partying all night then going into work then fishbowls of Chardonnay at 5. No gym, no clean food, just living life to the full and never worrying about the consequences. People behaved badly but oh how we laugh, we laughed every single day. Until recently I thought rather than marking an era this was just a rite of youthful passage. Now I’m not so sure. There’s a modern contagion that’s spreading through all walks of life to constantly do as much as possible..and do it fast. Life is serious, focused and controlled, it’s either join the ranks or be left behind. Walk into an office and there’s no frantically ringing phones or waft of cigarette smoke, it’s all green algae juices and mindfulness. Which is maybe why the pull of any type of nostalgia is still strong for me and why shops such as Labour and Wait will always float my traditional wooden sailing boat.
Labour and Wait sell the sort of things you’ve always needed but didn’t know where to find, unless it was an Enid Blyton book or an Agatha Christie mystery.
I’m slowly replacing all my pound shop plastic for their built-to-last-wholesome-simplicity.
This is sourcing the best in life. But learning not to take it too seriously.
They say the true cycle of fashion is thirty years. It seems a lot quicker than that to me…but maybe that’s because time is slipping through my fingers at an ever increasing rate. I can certainly remember this micro-trends first outing back in the eighties. The key then was vintage, naturally well-worn ripped mens’ 501s with classic black fishnets and either DMs or pointed flats.
(As someone who knows: The larger meshes and little toes never mix. Soz).
The quote is back for the garden office: this could actually be happening! The basic design is based on the shape above with the high point of the roof at the front, it’s a bit of an optical illusion that makes the rest of the roof disappear. As above, there will be one long bench desk across the window leaving the majority of the floor space clear for the kids to potentially camp out as and when. The entrance will be down the left side (just out of sight in the picture). Ours will be slightly bigger than this with a little add on room on the right where the roof dips down, to provide extra storage for gardening equipment etc to make use of our irregular shaped garden which only pretends to be a rectangle.
Inside will be a cunning mixture of plywood…
Lights will either be black, adjustable wall light/s.
Or possibly, depending on height/position a lamp like this one from Ikea at £29 hung against the ceiling. Why not?
And of course there needs to be a bright splash of colour with a vintage desk lamp.