Have to admit that I don't know of any men who like pink...or is it something that boys learn?
I never liked pink until I painted the Pink Latebloomer flower of a few posts ago.
Can't remember that I ever wore a pink dress when I was a child. Since my parents lived in Indonesia till they were in their forties, I wonder if it maybe a cultural thing for girls and women to like pink?
The strangest thing it that lately keep choosing Pink. When you have read my blog for a while, and see my paintings, you may gather that pink is not exactly my favorite color!
As a contrast, as far as I remember I've always liked blue. In my younger years I liked Cerulean blue (lighter blue with a hint of green in it). Since I paint with oils, Ultramarine blue, which has a lot of red in it, has become one of my very favorite colors.
But...last year I bought a light pink sweater. and this year, I knitted the pink beret on the left (I don't know the translation for this what we in Dutch call "old-pink"). It seems more and more pinks start showing up in my wardrobe. Is it the American culture that has influenced me more than I know, or is it a matter of "growing old"?
While the snow still rules in many areas, I 'm fortunate to live near the equator, so last week I bought some colorful pink Hydrangia. Even a few years ago I would have passed this one by, solely because of the color (there were no other colors available when I was at the store).
A pink sunset? Hm, that would be okay, since I don't have any control over the color of the sky! Also, it seldom is a hot pink. *
As long as I don't dream in pink...that would really be scary!
On Thursday, we'll be joining ringing the bell at 2 pm for cancer awareness with Barry (An Explorer's View of Life). I'll be ringing my little brass bell, previously mounted on the wall of my old house. This will be the first time I'll be ringing it at my new house!
*Photo taken by Daan&Kirsten Schilperoort in Australia