My plate is already plenty full. If I wanted I could spend all day, every day, preparing for the holidays, but I'm too easily distracted and won't leave well enough alone.
I prefer my world, especially my playroom orderly, albeit scruffy. So long as I know where my toys are, I'm a happy boy. Everything in it is neat, tidy, in very good order, meets all my needs, and is comfortable. Something isn't right though. I don't care for the color.
Since converting this rarely used guest bedroom to my personal toy store, I've tried all kinds of tricks to liven it up. I've tried cork, I've tried a single bold colored accent wall (with and without cork), Although I learned the hard way about writing on walls, I even tried greenboard paint. I was uncertain what to do.
Since converting this rarely used guest bedroom to my personal toy store, I've tried all kinds of tricks to liven it up. I've tried cork, I've tried a single bold colored accent wall (with and without cork), Although I learned the hard way about writing on walls, I even tried greenboard paint. I was uncertain what to do.
Then Little Augury came to my rescue. In a post long ago she wrote "Why not make a small room mysterious by wrapping it in a dark color.."
little augury photo
The top photo is a this wall before shot
Before, this wall is behind the desktop
With many black walled room photos percolating in my head, yesterday I decided to paint the walls chalkboard black. It was a horrible use of my time, but I love how it has changed the room.
Fearing the room would become oppressive all black, I'm taking it one wall it at a time, finding it looks great, then doing the next.