Silver.

Silver is precious. Glittery. Abrasive.

Silver is the color of shiny chrome.

Nails.

Alloy.

SOS pads.

Airplanes.

1950's military desks.

Utensils.

Tea pot.

Skeleton Keys.

Faucets (taps).

Spurs.

Silver Fish.

Tin Cans.

Whistles.

Door handles.

Airstreams.

Scissors.

Pie tins.

Anchovies.

Aluminum foil.

DVDs.

Whistles.

Sterling.

Quarters & dimes. Half dollars and Susan B. Anthony coins.

Aersol cans.

Swords.

Steel.

Titanium.

Sheet metal.

Second place.

Silver is one of the most striking colors. It's metallic nature reflects so many other colors. Fact: Pale silver is a color in Crayola Crayons. It's not a neutral grayscale color, but it is a warm gray with a slight tone of orange-red. Andy Warhol died his hair silver for many years.

Black.

Black is the color of secrets, horror, hollowness.

Black is the color of the night.
Bats.
Bruises.
Eyeliner.

Peppercorns.
Coal.
Ants.

Grief.
Stilettos.
Asphalt.
Tires.
Ebony.
Black berries.
Gorillas.
My cat.
Sharpies.
Tea.
Ink.
Solar Panels.

Bears.
The perfect little dress.
Lead.
Spiders.
Soot.
Mascara.
Penguins.

Black is powerful, dark, sexy, and mysterious. It's lonely and cold, but so attractive. Black enhances everything. It's elegant, luxurious, sophisticated. Black is experienced, rebellious, and solemn. It acts as nothing, but is so essential.

Black is the polar opposite of white, yet works perfectly with it. Like Ying & Yang. Black is the perfect contrast, a great neighbor, a great shoulder to lean on.

Yellow.

Yellow is the color of warmth.

Sunshine.

Happiness.
Caution.
Corn.
Yellow is the color of lemons, dandelions, mustard, SpongeBob Square Pants.
My favorite Skittles, Starbursts, gummi bears.
Yield signs.
Curry.
Ticonderoga pencils.
Bananas.
Kitchen gloves.
Saffron.
Janitorial sponges.

Bees.
Fire hydrants.
Tennis balls.

Summer squash.
Vanilla pudding.
Rubber duckies.
Yellow is soothing, yet confident and proud. It is cheerful, happy, strong.

Yellow instantly brightens my day. It simply resonates happiness and brings a smile to my face.

I adore yellow. I am always drawn to touch anything that is yellow.

From vintage yellow pyrex, to the cushions on my sofa, to half my wardrobe, my life is swallowed by yellow.

Here is the introduction of yellow into the painting:

Green.

Green is Calm. Bold. Cool.

Green is trendy.

Green is the color of lush nature.

Trees; new growth, life.

Green is the color of grass.

Army uniforms.

Avocados.

Jadeite.

Asparagus.

Wine bottles.

Leprechauns.

Lettuce.

Astroturf.

Turtles.

Succulents.

Granny Smith Apples.

Frogs.

The Hulk.

Cucumbers.

Four Leaf Clovers.

Aliens.

Broccoli.

Mint.

Aloe.

Irish Spring Soap.

Electric cars, solar panels, recycling.

Moss.

Jolly Green Giant.

Edamame.

Chalcedony.

Nickelodeon Slime.

Iguanas.

Limes.

Green Tea.

Pistachios.

Dr. Seuss' eggs.

Cat nip.

Wheat grass.

Cactuses.

Emeralds.

Algae.

Celery.

Green is rich and vibrant, yet cool, calm and refreshing. Green is the color of a forest, a soft grassy hill to roll down. It's the color of Spring. Green is alluring. Avocado green is classic 70's appliances, carpet, upholstery while lime greens are fun, refreshing and cool. Green is a familiar friend that you can rely on; easy to talk to, trustworthy. I love all shades of green. All with a completely different statement, but all so naturally beautiful. My eyes are chameleons that change colors between winter green, sea foam green, mint green, murky algae greens, and green-grey. Green has always been a go-to color for me. Perhaps it's because of my eyes, but whatever it is, green has always resonated with me.

Here is the painting with the introduction to green:

Beige.

It's soft. Trustworthy. Nearly white...and elegant; The perfect neutral.

It's the color of weathered book pages,
Old wooden spoons.Dirty light switches.
Unbelievably classic. Shockingly boring, yet insanely beautiful. Beige is the richest color of plain.
Burberry Trench coats.
Rice Krispie Treats.

Twine.
Loofah sponges.
Sand.Burlap.
Un-tanned leather.
Oatmeal.
J Crew trousers.
Worn wicker.

Toffee.
Loose powder.
Chunky sweaters.

A 1970's Datsun.
Vintage lace.
Raffia.Cheerios.
My favorite cardigan.
Wheat toast.
Camel coats.
Beige is my color. It seems to explain too much about me: plain Jane, classic, au natural. Beige is organic, healthy, natural, and resonates warmth. At the sight of beige, my body wants to snuggle up in it. Perhaps I love beige so much due to it's closeness to white, or it's rich boring elegance. Whatever it is, I know I cannot get enough of it. It is so versatile and classic, yet always fresh.

This is the beginning of the painting. I started with a thin layer of dripping rusty water.

White.

So Pure. Simple. Clean.

A clean pair of socks.

A v-neck tee.

Jicama.

Snow.

Converse All-Stars.

Correction Fluid.

Teeth.

White plush bath towels.

A Porcelain mug.

Pearls.

Marshmallows.

Sea salt.

Clean finger nails.

A blank canvas.

Soap Suds.

A cala lily.

My hair.

Frosting.

Coconut flakes.

Paint.

Lace.

White is the color of nothing. White is sexy, subdued, quiet.

It's the color of an open mind; a fuel for ideas and creativity...yet so pristine and exactly perfect. It's sterile, classic, clean. It is me. My life is derived from insane ideas, facets of thoughts and moments, all compiled together, but it is all built on one foundation: white. My life is surrounded with white space. My brain navigates white space and fills in the blank.

I am a dreamer. I am a painter. I am constantly directing myself through white space -- filling it with lines, colors, textures, movements.

I have an obsession with white. Perhaps because of its simplistic nature, starkness, or the reference to light, I find white to be the most interesting color. There are a million variations of white, each able to make a different statement. It's pure. It's perfection.

And, of course, the first day must start with a gorgeous a blank white canvas. It's 36" x 48".