Very Peri – 2022 Pantone Color of the Year

’One of my all-time favorite shades is this year’s choice. Very Peri – 2022 Pantone Color of the Year isn’t for everyone. So many people don’t enjoy purple. And this particular shade is an unusual one.

Last year I ignored the Pantone color of the year. Actually there were two — Ultimate Gray and Illuminating, an insipid yellow. Grey (my preferred spelling,) is perfection to me. So many shades, and with endless combination possibilities. Representative, I suppose of 2020’s somber mood. But, I wanted to ignore that mood! Didn’t everyone? Maybe if the yellow had been sunnier, living up to its moniker? So I did,’t write about last year’s colors except for a quick Instagram reel (link?)

Very Peri

Not so thrilled with the name, I mean would it be too strenuous to use the full name — periwinkle. Say that out loud. Periwinkle. Doesn’t the word make you happy? So why abbreviate? Peri. Um, no. And what’s with “very?’’ An unnecessary addition, if you ask me. Very unnecessary. (Sorry, Pantone.)


Doesn’t that sound better? Okay, rant over. Let’s move on to the important stuff.

Despite my critique of its name, I adore Very Peri

“Very Peri is a new color whose courageous presence encourages personal inventiveness and creativity.’’Pantone

For the first time in many years, Pantone has formulated a new color. It represents a future in the new world we’re living in as we emerge from the darkness of the last couple of years.

“Pantone’s 2022 Color of the Year, Very Peri, Embraces Strangeness’’

Vogue’s headline describes the color so well. A little bit science fiction, right?

In a good way.

Sure, Pantone says it’s a new color. But my palettes disagree. I’ve accidentally mixed a similar periwinkly color many times. See evidence below.

Very Peri – 2022 Pantone Color of the Year

I can’t understand how a color can be new or invented. They exist in nature already, don’t they?

Anyway, Very Peri is a gorgeous color which makes me happy. And isn’t that what’s important right now?

Flashback to 2020

Back then, which seems like a lifetime ago, the color was Classic Blue, and this what I wrote.

“The world is in turmoil. Our climate is changing, the future unpredictable, and sorry, but sort of scary.

Plus, given recent world events, most of us are apprehensive. And not in a good way. In an uncertain future, we need stability and strength. Comfort.’’

Looking back, it feels like a creepy premonition. Who knew what was to come? (Read the post here.)

Eerie, right?

Very Peri — 2022 Pantone Color of the Year

So, what do you think? “Yes!’’ or, “Yuk, I hate it.’’

Comment below and let me know!


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Painting birds

It started with scraps.

A few years ago I discovered Arches oil painting paper. And it was the perfect match for my painting style. I started buying big sheets and tearing them up to paint my autumn leaves

Sometimes I’d have little pieces of paper left over. Well, I was not about to waste these precious bits of expensive paper! So I painted little bits of nature — leaves, pods, whatever was tiny. And birds too! Because I’ve always loved them. I mean, who doesn’t love birds?

I kept painting birds. Lots of birds. 

And painted them in oils, watercolors, gouache and in acrylics. Whatever I was working with. 

They started having more personality. Some nice people even started naming them!
Here’s Marigold:

Painting birds


And because I also love painting on wood  … 


Painting birds

So, 2020. The weirdest year of our collective lives. 

Such a good looking number, 2020.
Pretty to look at. Fun to write. Still sort of fresh in the new millennium.
There was hope for the year, and the start of a new decade.

But it wasn’t meant to be.

It’s not always easy to remain calm in 2020. One or two horrible headlines, and “calm” is out the window. 

The birds help, though. As I said, instantly uplifting.

Which is why I created “Birds of Love”

A sweet way to send love, hugs, and cheer, to friends and family.

Instant happiness via a bird.

Painting birds



Send love. Send happiness.

With a bird to say, “Hey there, thinking of you!
(Or, adopt a bird for yourself.)

Lovingly painted by me in acrylic on archival paper.

Birds are tucked away safely in an envelope.
Complete with their very own “bird certificate.” And a personal note from sender.  

Painting birds


Imagine the sweet cheep, chirp, twitter, and tweet of birdsong.

Isn’t it an instantly uplifting sound?

Instant happiness via a bird. 


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Board games and giggles

“Mommy, I’m bored.”

What mom hasn’t heard that?

When my daughter was little, I made up “board” games to play with her. I quickly sketched something out on scrap pieces of paper, and we played. Over and over. She’d giggle, and demand, “Again!”

Nothing fancy, but loads of fun. It doesn’t take much to please a little kid.

It’s not like we didn’t have “real” board games in the house (Chutes and Ladders, anyone?)

But there’s something special about anything homemade, and spontaneous.

Fast forward 20 years.

(Where did the time disappear to?)

Today, I’ve designed three games (so far) based on those early “prototypes.” Next level. Fancy.

And, thanks to my not throwing anything sentimental out, ever, I still have the originals. They’re a bit yellowed and tattered, but I saved them! (#sorrynotsorry, Marie Kondo.) Read my post about decluttering to find out why.

Here’s what one Mom has to say:

My family loves playing board games, especially my 6 year old son, and this numbers game is no exception. My son asks for it over and over — we usually have to play at least 3 times in a row! He loves to land on spots where he gets to make faces or sing songs. And he can’t wait to have friends over again so he can play his game with them. It’s easy and loads of fun to play! ” — Amber, amberrosecreations

And if you want to get even more philosophical, it can be a teaching moment for some useful life skills.

  • Ingenuity
  • Resourcefulness
  • Creativity
  • Imagination
  • Adaptability

Not that we knew any of this at the time. It happened through osmosis. A nice perk.

And the most important thing of all?

Spending precious time with my kid, listening to her happy giggles. Over and over again. The BEST kind of music to my ears.

Alas, time travel isn’t an option, so I can’t go back. But the memories are there.

Here are the games:

Follow the Arrows, Follow the Alphabet, and, Follow the Numbers

Can you tell how much fun it was designing them? And they have a cool retro vibe — daughter-approved. She was my “consultant” on the project. And a sneaky way to reminisce together about when she was little.

Board games

WARNING: Danger of giggles!

Also, how funny is the word, “giggles?” It looks like what it means, doesn’t it?



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Classic blue

Pantone’s 2020 color of the year

Classic blue — the choice seemed underwhelming. At first. But then I thought about it in terms of my own painting. 
I realized, there’s always blue on my palette. Especially a shade like “Classic blue.” And with blue’s friends yellow, red, green, and white, I can mix the most glorious shades of turquoise. (Or aqua, if you prefer to call it.) Assorted shades of green and teal appear, as well as glorious purples and violets.
How could I paint without it? Using the basics — blue, red, and yellow — I can mix any color. With a little extra help from black and white of course.
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But aside from my personal art-making preferences using classic blue, here’s the thing.

Now, I can guarantee many of my friends outside of creative fields have no idea what Pantone even is. Why would they? But Pantone’s choice will be seen in housewares and fashion and pretty much anything that’s designed and trendy. So even though people may not be familiar with the company, they’ll see the color around for a while.

There’s no drama with “Classic blue.” It’s blue. That’s all. Blue. It’s a safe and reliable color. Who doesn’t like a plain old shade of blue? (Unlike 2019’s “Living Coral,” a sumptuous and exciting color, and one of my favorites. But one, I’m pretty sure, not suited to every taste.)

Which may be Pantone’s point

A new decade.

The world is in turmoil. Our climate is changing, the future unpredictable, and sorry, but sort of scary.
Plus, given recent world events, most of us are apprehensive. And not in a good way. In an uncertain future, we need stability and strength. Comfort.

Classic blue delivers.

Don’t we all love blue? It surrounds us — the color of the sea and the sky — one of nature’s basic colors. And blue plays nice with other colors in the world. A perfect companion. Always around. Dependable and loyal. Ever changing, yet consistent.

Like the sky.

(And also like my palette.)

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My 34-year old piece of watercolor paper

Here I am writing about my 34-year old piece of watercolor paper in a way I could never have imagined then. Not in a million years. 

Who could have envisioned the World Wide Web 34 years ago? (No one, except maybe Tim Berners-Lee.)


The future founders of Google were finishing up elementary school.

Madonna was “Crazy for You,” and Hall and Oats were “Out of Touch.” Sade was a “Smooth Operator,” and Stings advice? “If You Love Somebody Set Them Free.” And Katrina and the Waves were “Walking on Sunshine.”

(That concludes my nostalgic 80s musical interlude.)

So, back to business.

How did I find out that Twinrocker handmade paper even existed?
Was it recommended by one of my art teachers? Was there an ad somewhere? Did I have a catalog? (There must have been a catalog.) 

Wish I could remember, but I don’t.

Postal delivery

It arrived wrapped in thick brown kraft paper, with the edges folded and taped for extra security. Like a giant makeshift envelope. Inside was a sturdy piece of watercolor paper, a little bigger than a letter. It featured four deckled edges.

Four. Beautifully feathered. Deckled edges.

I’d never seen a sheet of paper as beautiful.
But, the paper scared me. So I put it away.

For 34 years

It moved with me twice. And stayed tucked away in its kraft paper protection.
I visited the paper a few times during those 34 years. And then wrapped it back up. Still scary.

“One of these days.” I promised myself.

The wait is over

For several years, I’ve been in an exclusive relationship with oil painting. Lately, I’ve discovered, or rather, re-discovered watercolors. And using nice papers for my rekindling, like Arches for instance.

I was on a watercolor roll.
So I figured it was time.

I unwrapped my 34-year old piece of watercolor paper, and got to work.
It didn’t seem so scary anymore.

And now, 34 years later, there’s a painting.
With four, beautifully feathered, deckled edges.


My 34-year old piece of watercolor paper is now a painting

Is the paper tinged with a little yellow from being surround by kraft paper for 34 years? Sure. So what. 
Still, it didn’t detract from the amazing painting experience.

Well worth waiting for.
Best paper. Ever.

Thanks, Twinrocker.


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“Veronique,” 11 x 14 inches








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I painted Harriet, but she looked confused, squinting at me, almost.

So I gave her a pair of cool glasses.

(She tried on several colors, but we both agreed these were the most flattering.)


Harriet wanted to go places with me, but how could I take her?

She was on a canvas and in my computer.

Stuck, if you will. Bored.

What to do?


So I put her on a tote bag!

Now she goes anywhere with me.

And she’s so happy because with her new glasses, Harriet can see everything!


Plus she’s always eager to help.

She can tote lots of things — books, groceries, an extra sweater, whatever you want her too.

And doesn’t even mind staying in the car. Waiting and ready, in case I need her for something.

Sure, she looks a little bewildered. She’s still adjusting to her new glasses! (Probably always will. Shh! Please don’t tell her.)

Harriet tote


Then, one day, she saw me wearing a t-shirt.

And was quite demanding. Wouldn’t stop pestering me until I put her on a t-shirt too.

Now, she has a great view when someone’s wearing her.

Not too thrilled with laundry though. But I suppose it’s like a birdbath in some ways. (Haha.)

Harriet t-shirt

Harriet t-shirt


Oh, and she demanded her own Instagram account, so you can say hello there.



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Once upon a dream

Once upon a dream, I was making abstract paintings. Huge canvases that might hang in a hotel lobby or a big, sparse, and modern living room. The stuff you see in Dwell Magazine, or Architectural Digest. (I’m thinking big, in more ways than one!)

I was holding a brush in my hand and standing in front of a giant canvas. It was much bigger than me, and I’d need a ladder to paint it. I was observing this scene outside my body, like a still from a movie.


The dream didn’t leave me alone.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Still can’t. Even though it’s kind of fuzzy now.
It’s been a while since the dream. Five years maybe? I can’t remember.
Before that I’d painted a couple of big-ish abstracts, but for some reason, didn’t continue. 
It’s not so convenient to paint a humongous canvas in a home studio.
But I’ll figure it out.


Was my dream was trying to tell me something?

If you follow me on Instagram, you know a lot of my work is quite small. I paint birds, flowers, botanicals, and other small works inspired by nature.

So, I started painting abstracts here and there. I went bigger.


Atmospheric abstracts

I work in silence a lot of the time, but with these paintings, I play music and let the paint tell me where it wants to go.

It’s all about the mood.

If the music’s not working, I’ll change it. (Sorry Prince, it’s time for Vivaldi.)


Abstract art, according to the dictionary 

“Art that does not attempt to represent external reality, but seeks to achieve its effect using shapes, forms, colors, and textures.”

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On the left is “Cosmic Passion,” in the middle, “Spring Aura,” and on the right is “Ocean Sunrise.”

These three aren’t quite the gigantic canvases in my dream, but I’ll get there.


What took so long?

I have no idea.

Am I ready to go bigger? I can feel it — any minute now.


Are you a fan of abstract art?

(Paintings pictured are available — acrylic on canvas, 18 x 18. Shoot me an e-mail from my contact form to buy one.)

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Love letter

On, May 6, 1919, at 11PM, my grandmother wrote a love letter in English to her fiancée — my grandfather. It seems from the letter they were apart for a short time due to a family obligation.

Armenian was their primary language, but my grandparents corresponded in English and French. This is the only letter in English, a couple more I have are in French.

Suppose she had thrown away it away — “decluttered” it. (Gasp.) She would have only been my grandmother to me. This is an extraordinary glimpse into her life as a young woman in love. The passion she feels for her soon-to-be husband is obvious.

Love letter


“I can never forget your sweet eyes full of red blood fibres when you are too excited or extremely sorry, isn’t it so sweetest? . . . . I thought of you . . . . of two day’s absence, things which made me think over, especially having your eyes before me, oh your eyes! eyes!!”

“ … when will the time come when we will shall never be separated from each other. I am alone tonight, alone. I will not feel your breathing and charming body …”


I found the letter among some photographs and other keepsakes in a box after her death at 92.

Part of the envelope is missing, and the paper yellowed, but it’s a treasure. A family heirloom. I’m sharing this post on May 6, 2019, exactly one hundred years later. My grandmother saved her love letter. Likely she read it from time to time, and remembered that sweet time in her life.

A little background

My grandmother graduated college and was a teacher when she met my grandfather. She spoke several languages by that time. My grandfather also spoke a few languages (self taught) and was in the export/import business. They married on October 13, 1919 and raised two daughters. Their marriage enjoyed periods of prosperity, endured financial hardship, and also political hostility. Until my grandfather’s death in 1959. (I never knew him.)

In closing

“Goodnight dearest, thousand kisses — wherever you want to place them.”


Love letter

What we save now, is all we will ever save.

And I’ll say it again, as I did in this post — keep sentimental items. Cherish them. Please don’t throw these types of things away! Love letters and yes, less glamorous items. Correspondence, mail, report cards, SAT scores, even. Some may be embarrassing and cringeworthy, but keep them anyway. Especially now that these items are becoming rare in the digital world. It’s not like you can save a text, random e-mails, or information on some website.

Hang on to what tangible treasures you can find. Pass them along. Let your children and grandchildren get to know you after you’re gone.

Don’t “Kon Mari” that s#*t!

And that concludes today’s public service announcement.



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  1. What a keepsake. And a lovely post. Old photos are wonderful but old letters feel much more intimate. She once held the paper you hold. And so did your grandfather. You never met him but your fingerprints are mixed together now. A miracle of you really stop to consider.

    • A miracle, indeed, in so many ways. I must try and read the french letters now! Thanks for visiting, Mithra!

    • Irreplaceable is right! It only takes a minute to make the wrong decision and throw something out. Thanks so much for visiting, Marcia.

  2. You are such a special person to happen upon by accident on the Internet. I had commented on your studio last year because I love all the same things you do and still do not want to part with anything. Learning that the schools will no longer teach children how to write in cursive upset me so much. Who wants a love letter printed or typed or an email?

    Your artwork is so pretty, and I think I bought the book last year and gave it to my daughter who takes care of me. She is a vegetarian so since she moved in with me 6 yrs ago I have become one.

    Stay safe and well, and do not change. You are lovely just as you are.

    • Thank you so much for your comment, Marian. I couldn’t agree more that many of the older pleasures and ways of life will be missed, particularly by future generations. Sad, really. It brings me so much joy that you enjoy my work!

      Best, Ani

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The art of decluttering

According to Marie Kondo, the art of decluttering means getting rid of things in your life that don’t “spark joy.”

A couple of years ago, I read her bestselling book “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.” I enjoyed the book but wasn’t interested in “tidying.”

(It was like reading a cookbook with no intention of making the recipes. But I know you won’t merely read my cookbook, because the recipes are easy and yummy. You can make an epic dinner of all appetizers.)

See what I did there? Oops. (sorry not sorry)

Okay, back to the art of decluttering.

Marie Kondo’s “KonMari Method” is a huge trend right now. Thanks to “Tidying up with Marie Kondo,” her new show on Netflix, there’s a sweeping frenzy of decluttering and organizing. And social media is all in (I’m looking at you, Instagram.)
When the series started, I was curious to see what the fuss was about.

So I tuned in.

And there she was — Marie Kondo, a tiny woman whose sweet demeanor was immediately obvious. After greeting her clients, she sat on the floor in silence, and thanked the house. A serene ritual in preparation for the madness ahead — “the calm before the storm.”

The art of decluttering with the KonMari Method has five categories (and subcategories.)

1. Clothing, which includes accessories — bags, belts and shoes, scarves, underwear and socks, and so on

2. Books and magazines

3. Papers (Why am I hanging on to my high school SAT scores? Answer below!)

4. Miscellaneous — including household and kitchen stuff, food, valuables, makeup, etc.

5. Finally, sentimental items (this one isn’t happening—same answer)

Here’s how the art of decluttering the Marie Kondo way, works— one must go through each item and keep them if they “spark joy.” If not, “bye-bye.” But not before you tell the item, “thank you for your service.”

Marie Condo wants you to start with clothing.

One woman piled a Mt. Everest-sized mound on her bed. How could anyone have so many clothes? As usual, I was suspicious. Because — reality? Really? There’s a camera. So, no.
Did the the producers add some clothes to the massive mountain for effect? (Forgive my cynicism.)
And, folding is a big deal with the KonMari method. Her way takes up less space and items are easier to access. Rather than stacked, everything stands upright in a drawer or in a box, or in a box within a drawer. Or in a box within another box.

Boxes are key.

Things remain neat and organized when placed in a box.

I already fold socks in a similar way and have always kept things in boxes. Yay, me.

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My boxes “spark joy.”

I have huge wood wine boxes, wooden cheese boxes, all kinds of cigar boxes, small paper boxes, tea and cookie tins, fancy pastry boxes (Ladurée, Paris!) So many boxes. They keep me organized and most of all, “spark joy.”

I’m obsessed with boxes. Always have been. I can trace this obsession back to a box I had as a child. It was red and made out of cardboard, and written on it was something like, “My treasure box.” (It’s likely still in the basement somewhere. Sorry, Marie.)
Marie Kondo and I have this one thing in common. Yay for boxes!
Am I a tidy person? I like to think so. My house isn’t cluttered. (Okay, fine — maybe the basement.) After watching, I realize anyone can improve their household, to some extent. And if the KonMari Method works, why not?

But for me, not so much. Maybe a little bit.

Clothing? Sure. I don’t own a lot of clothes or shoes. I can get rid of a few things — no problem. But my pile would be a hill, not a mountain. Some kitchen stuff? A few things, sure.

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Books, papers, and sentimental stuff? Not happening.

For instance, I have a tall tin of random buttons. Sure, I’ll probably never use them. And they’re a mess. But the mess is in a tin box. The tin “sparks joy,” and so do the buttons. Which is why I would never get rid of it.

My mother and daughter each have similar tins. (It’s a weird family thing.) Once in a while I like to dump the buttons out and visit them. Is it clutter? NO. Pure joy.

Now about those SAT scores.

Why on earth would I keep those, and my old report cards, and my AP French test scores, to mention a few things? Why?

Because it’s my history. I have two children and someday, they’ll get to know their mother by looking at all the paper trails. They’ll have a sense of who I was before they knew me.

I’ve saved letters and cards from childhood. Not only will they get to know me, but they’ll have a better understanding of the era I came from.

So that’s why I keep those things.

What’s going to happen?

In our new digital age, there will be no paper trails, barely any cards, or photos. Is someone going to find an old i-phone or lap-top and search back-ups? And photos? Who has photos? Is the Cloud going to be any help at all?

So, no. I’m not getting rid of random papers I’ve saved. Even though looking at my embarrassing high school report card may not “spark joy.”

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And “KonMari” my studio?

No. Not happening. Ever.

  • Art supplies “spark joy.”
  • Using them “sparks joy.”
  • Heck, shopping for them “sparks joy.”
  • Every tube of paint “sparks joy.”
  • Every surface — canvas, canvas paper, and wood boards “spark joy.” Oil painting paper, watercolor paper, acrylic paper, and bristol paper “spark joy.” Tissue paper, mixed media paper, and illustration board “spark joy.” (I won’t go on — you get the idea.)
  • Brushes “spark joy.” (Well most of them — not the cheap ones I’ve ruined. Okay, Marie, you can have this one thing.)
  • A gazillion finished, half finished, and empty notebooks “spark joy.”
  • Pencils, pens, and colored pencils “spark joy.”
  • Erasers and many pencil sharpeners “spark joy.”
  • Even my ancient paint-splattered glass jar I use for water “sparks joy.”
  • And books? Absolute joy sparkers. The best!

And speaking of books, when we moved a few years ago to a smaller space, I gave away lots of books.

But I have regrets.

Do you think it’s because I forgot to “thank them for their service?”

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  1. I loved this post and appreciate that you took the time to cover Marie Kondo. I’ve been turning a blind eye to her siren song because I don’t need her. (I kinda do.)

    What is Bristol paper? And do you like Far Niente wine? And I got either a 3 or a 4 on my AP French exam. Just saw a reference to it in my yearbook in my French tescher’s inscription. I’m just pointing out more Ani-Mithra Venn diagram overlaps.

    • Hi Mithra! I love our Venn diagram, with its growing intersection! Bristol is a smooth, layered paper with no tooth at all, good for certain drawings. I’m not much of a wine drinker, so there’s your answer. Why do you ask? I stashed my yearbook somewhere (likely in a box) and now can’t find it. Story of my life. Thanks for reading and I look forward to growing the intersection even more!

  2. Thank you for a great post. I too am a lover of buttons, boxes, baskets, tins,and all containers. I covet your containers and the wonderful sturdy shelving on which you keep them. I too save every notebook, greeting card and letter, and so many other items. I don’t mind parting with clothes I no longer wear or which no longer fit, but giving up my fabric and yarn stashes, my crafting supplies, my patterns, my books, my pill box collection, or many of my kitchen dishes and gadgets just is not going to happen. Ms. Kondo would write me off as a terrible student of her methodology.

    • Hi Marian. These wonderful things we love make life so much more fun! Glad you agree these are necessities in our lives, and certainly not to be easily discarded. Thank you for visiting!

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Pantone’s choice

Every year Pantone chooses a color of the year. How do they decide? Pantone studies recent trends and moods in design, fashion and home goods. After that, they select a color, which will influence those areas of production for some time. Pantone’s choice for 2019 is “living coral.” (Click here for Pantone’s announcement.)

Pantone’s choice is popping up everywhere.

Some years I’m excited about Pantone’s color of the year. This is one of those years (2016 was another.) I’m all in. Why? Because a color similar to “living coral,” has been the accent color on paperandlens.com since the beginning. Look at the top of this page. See? I’m already a fan. While not exact, the color is close enough to Pantone’s choice and makes me happy. (It doesn’t take much.)

(However, that’s not all. This luscious, dreamy, and sexy color reminds me of ultra-cool 1960s movies. (Why? Who knows. It just does.)

Coming up (Pantone) roses.

So, I was recently in a local supermarket, buying a few essentials. This particular market has an excellent floral department. It’s near the front, and as soon as you enter, you can’t help but notice the flowers. (And if you’ve been anywhere near me, or on my Instagram, you know I can’t resist flowers. Who can?) I immediately noticed a vase full of tall spray roses. They were selling by the stem, with several buds on each stem. Glorious.

Pantone’s choice for color of 2019. See how Pantone is coming up roses.

Once something is in your radar, it seems to be everywhere.

Any rose is beautiful. It’s true. A flower representing love and passion, among other things. Gorgeous layers unfolding until the rose wilts. How symbolic. (And with luck, they smell nice too.)

I spotted the roses. Which, as roses, of course, were lovely. But what made me buy a stem, was the color. Pantone’s color of the year — “living coral” — as a rose.

Would I have bought them if they were white, or yellow, or any other color? Probably not. I already had some pretty white spray roses in the house. And some tulips, so I certainly didn’t need to be buying more flowers. But who can resist a Pantone rose?

“Living coral” works for me.

What about you? Do you like Pantone’ choice?


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  1. Absolutely luscious color. I would buy the single stem just for the color as I too am reminded of the 60’s when this color seemed everywhere. Coats, suits, jumpsuits, A-line dresses, mini-skirts, and so much more. Stewardess uniforms were sometimes in this color or when Pucci created the multi-color beauties worn by Southwest Airline attendants.

    Coral is a great color any year.

    • Hi Marian. I love everything about the 60s and 70s. I often joke that if time travel were available, I’d go back shopping. Maybe pick up a Pucci dress or scarf! Thank you so much for visiting.

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A decade-long love affair

September, 2009

A love affair begins. It was a pleasant, sunny morning. A perfect day to enjoy a walk and admire colorful autumn foliage. I’d never driven somewhere in the country to go “leaf peeping” but I enjoyed watching the trees change color. Who wouldn’t? It’s gorgeous.

So that day, I walked and admired the colors of the many varieties of trees on my street. On the way home, I picked up a vibrant red leaf that was on the sidewalk in front of me.

And then, once home, without thinking, I painted it, as if possessed. (My oil paints were out, luckily.) The process seemed robotic and effortless. Like an out-of-body experience. It was weird.

It wasn’t a particularly exciting leaf. However, that painting became my “first dollar.” You know how people display the first dollar they made? Well, that was the first leaf I painted. And so began my decade-long love affair with leaf portraits. (Friends and family endured my obsession. Read about it here.)

The evolution of my leaf painting (“first dollar” is the red one.)

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As a result, I became ambitious and painted a couple of collections. Here’s one.

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And so on through the years. Sometimes painting on wood.

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In 2016, I discovered a paper which renewed my love affair with passion.

(My beloved Arches oil painting paper.)

The leaves seemed to lay on the paper as if newly fallen. I was smitten. (Limited few prints still available in the shop.)

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Here’s a favorite from 2017. You can see the lovely torn edges of the paper.
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Is it weird that I sometimes remember the tree or street where I found a certain leaf?

Here’s a recent one. Could it be the last? Quite possibly.

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Somehow, I’m not as excited as I once was. Has my love affair waned?

Only 2019 will tell.



2 Responses to A decade-long love affair

  1. Your autumn leaf paintings are beautiful and you have a wonderful talent … I truly hope the passion isn’t over … maybe next autumn will inspire you all over again??? I hope so, your leaves somehow make the world a more bright happy place where nature rules!! Your little birds are the same!!

    • I’ll think back on your sweet comment when autumn comes. Nature presents leaves to me differently each year, so I must keep an open mind and carry on! Thank you for visiting, Lesley. (The birds are equally grateful!)

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Chocolate fork cookie recipe

Chocolate Fork Cookies

(makes about 2 dozen)

1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, softened
1/3 cup sugar (scant)
1 cup (ish) all purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
pinch of salt (generous)
2 1/2 tablespoons cocoa
pinch of cinnamon (optional)

extra sugar for sprinkling on top

Preheat oven to 375°.
Cream butter and sugar together until light and fluffy.
Add flour, baking powder, salt, cocoa, and cinnamon, if using. Mix well.
Form mixture into balls and place on parchement-lined baking sheets.
Squash each ball slightly with times of a fork.
Sprinkle with extra sugar.
Bake 15-22 minutes until firm. Cool on wire rack.


• I like to make them tiny, and usually get about 3 dozen. Makes them fancy!

• The original recipe calls for 1 1/4 cups flour, but I find that this makes the dough dry. If you need more, just flour your hands a bit. I start out with a mixer, but then get in there with my hands.

• Also, the original baking time is 8 minutes. Not with my oven! No way. (You know your oven.)


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