I’m on quest, daggumit. And don’t even think of getting in my way or asking me to compromise. I want what I want and I want it NOW.
As I explained in a previous post, I’ve decided to paint my office red. And you would think finding a red I would be happy with shouldn’t be all that difficult. I mean, hardware and paint stores are filled with color samples, and when all else fails they have that handy dandy computer that, in theory, can match anything. So finding the right color shouldn’t turn into a grail-like search. But it has. I am a woman obsessed.
I see red wherever I go. I wasn’t even aware of how prevalent the color red is in my home, on signs, products, clothing, etc. Nice deep reds, bold reds. Before this quest a red was a red was a red. But now? Now I can see the slight variations in the undertones. My first trial of red had a smidge of yellow in it. Too orange. The next had a touch of black in it. Too dark. I scoured the hardware and paint stores, still nothing satisfied my craving for the perfect red.
Finally I found my perfect red. It was the background of a sticker I got at Wordcamp, maybe an inch in diameter, but with a big white “W” on it. So, last night I took my little sample to an Orchard Supply Hardware to see if they could match it. I have to give the guy credit, he tried and he tried and he tried, but in the end he chalked it up to my sample being too shiny. Meanwhile, I’ve noticed how much red there is in that hardware store – packaging, plastic storage boxes, hardware do-dads, etc. I started madly wandering up and down the aisles with my little red sticker putting it up to anything red to see if it is a match. “M’am. M’am?! I need a piece of paper to do the matching, I can’t match a plastic storage box . . . m’am?” I left the store unsatisfied, but still determined to get the color I wanted.
This morning I started wandering around my house with the little WordPress sticker comparing my sticker to book jackets, magazines, greeting cards, posters, the rabbit. Until finally, I lost the sticker. In my frenzy, I misplaced it. Yet, that wasn’t a bad thing, now I could free up my mind a bit to look for new inspiration. And finally I found it. The cover to Al Franken’s “Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them: A Fair and Balanced Look at the Right“, now that was a bright, bold red. Maybe with a slight magenta undertone. Not a hint of yellow.
Armed with my book jacket, I went to Kelly-Moore paint store. I was so proud of myself. When it was finally my turn I thrust my sample at him and said “I want this!” He looked at the sample and then looked at me. Again, he looked at the sample and then gave me a good long look. “You’re not joking, are you?” “Nope. Is there a problem?” He asked me when I needed it, and of course I told him “today . . . now”. He explained that the custom color guy didn’t work on the weekends and this would be a job for him, but he knew the manager Jose enjoyed a challenge so he called him in on it. By this time a couple of professional painters had gathered and were eager to see what Jose would be able to come up with. Jose said it would take a while to figure this out, but he’d do his best.
I gotta give Jose credit when I came back from running an errand he had a couple of samples ready for me. Like me, he had become determined to meet this challenge. We went back and forth a couple of times before he got it close enough. It’s not an exact match. House paints do not have the same range of color options as printer’s colors. Which makes sense.
Maybe the perfect red is not meant to be on my walls, but I think I can find a good red enough red. A red that will wake me up and get the creative juices flowing. I’ve got two choices now, so I just need to choose. The boyfriend wants to paint this weekend, so I just need to choose.