Color….color…coloriscious…

The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.
~Marcus Aurelius

I may have mentioned before that I have synesthesia…

a melding of the senses…of sorts.

Words and numbers and letters all have a correlating color

I remember names and places and dates… first by the color or colors

they construe in my mind

and they blend together and form other colors...to keep me on my toes.

When I was introduced to Artist Michelle Armas’s work a few months ago...

I found it compelling. Almost musical in it’s flirtation with color.

She told me that

she also has a cacophony of color swirling around in her own mind

…she too has synesthesia.

“ It is how I do simple math...green plus purple equals black!” says Michelle

makes complete sense to moi.

yep.

So…now I have a happy inducing Armas piece of work in my home.

An Armasm hee

And it has already enjoyed a few different rooms...

I imagine it will keep moving around leaving a happy little wake of color behind.

I have seen her work throughout blogland….Allison at My little Happy Place recently acquired one…

yum

As did Jenny at MFAMB

If you are looking for a shot of color…some happy…a cacophony of thought.

and who wouldn’t...

If you want your own little insider world into synesthesia…

Michelle Armas is generously giving a 15% discount on her Art

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Color…what would we do without it?

Seriously?

Happy Easter…

May Easter’s gentle promise of hope and rebirth

fill your heart with joy…

Church in Rio de Janeiro

weekend finds…

Another hop over to the local thrift. Yep Habitat.

We found a travertine topped outdoor wicker table… Big.

Heavy…well made….we need to glue back on a few pieces on the edges

Get this…

Ten bucks…I kid you not.

Found a little garden nook…sheathed in blooming jasmine

as it’s current home.

The Jasmine is heady and Intoxicating this weekend…

The Jathropa…decades old…continues to canopy

what we call the “dog path”

The Frangipani blooms with it’s face to the strong sun.

all is well {ish}

well…until we found out how much we owe the Feds. Taxes. Ouch.

What were your weekend finds?

Sometimes…

Words are not even needed.

Sometimes.

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Are you feeling it?

Can you smell the coconut?

Images…just browsing real estate and Architectural digest

Zebra in the jungle…

It was too beautiful not to work outside today…

So…That is exactly what I did

a little upholstery job…outside

In the ‘jungle’

two wonky stools….years and years of wear

Now wear a new attire of zebra cotton/linen…

I love it because it is a brown bleeding into black…

Jungle Zebra’s…who knew

Actually…they will reside in the Casita…

here…

Happy weekend!

Do you Tulu?

I Love textiles…the older, the more graphic the better.

I recently brought home a small sweet 90 year old Turkish Tulu rug.

That’s almost 700 years…in Dog years.

Tulu actually means long haired in Turkish…

They were made by mountain nomads

coarsley woven with long goats wool

…often using the natural color.

It is said they were made to be used as mattresses. Oh my back.

this one above via Yarrow155.com

The one below spotted in Elle Decor…

Ours is subtle, and could be used as a rug…or a throw on a chair, bed or sofa…

Not sure where it’s home will be in this casa…

But I most definitely Tulu…

Do you??

I am…

Off to the market to find some closet storage…

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