Then there’s the pic of me looking unimpressed in a way only a cross four-year-old can when my mum insisted I wear the blue dress rather than the red one because ‘it goes better with your hair’ (can redheads wear red? Hell, yes!). I railed against colour rules even then. Decades on, I still like to see colour and pattern rules being challenged.
To this day, after my son, colour is still the thing that rocks my world the most. Actually, even motherhood has afforded me opportunities to extol my love of colour, and I have to say that when my son recently declared, ‘Look, Mum! I’ve put my exercise books in colour order!’ I thought, ‘Yup, my work is done!’
This blog is dedicated to colour and the sharing of gorgeous objects I encounter along the way, whether it’s in interiors, fashion, art or nature. Or elsewhere. Anywhere! They may be extraordinary things or just ordinary things (like pieces of plastic sea-rubbish or an item on a car boot trestle table) because I’m often bowled over most by gorgeous colours found in pedestrian, unexpected places.
But first things first…you’ve seen one of my earliest colour memories, now I’d like to see yours. Please send them to me – I’m all ears (and eyes!).