Sunday Painting

Kristie woke up Sunday morning raring to paint. In the first two months of moving in to our house, she pretty much painted every single room. It's one of the many things she was just meant to do. However, for the past few months she has been trying to persuade me into re-doing our bedroom.

Initially I was against it. But she worked on me and finally convinced me. So today she started transforming it from red and brown to blue and brown. While she is working, I'm trying to make myself as scarce as possible. She paints the way I write: diligent with every attention focused on detail.

Here are some shots I just took of the last remaining hours of the red and brown look of our bedroom.






And now here is the blue going on over the red. I think what finally convinced me to relent (other than Kristie already buying the paint at Lowe's) was a great painting we found a few weeks ago in Fargo. It incorporates the color scheme Kristie was going for perfectly.



And finally, Misha has the same attitude toward painting as I do. She must be worn out from her escape attempt earlier this morning (pictures to be posted above).