Blurbs from the life of Portland bead artist, Esther Liberman
November 19, 2009
Colorful Ancient Memories
Tomorrow I'm going to Michael's for a few things, including some kind of watercolor paints for our class homework. Tonight I was googling 'watercolor paints' and it brought back a memory that I haven't thought of in over 40 years! When I was a small child, maybe 5 years old, my parents bought me this metal tin of watercolor paints, but it was a really big set, with a LOT of colors. I don't remember how many, but it seemed like a HUNDRED! Each one was a small square of color, and eventually some of the colors got used up before others, which was frustrating. But all in all, I really LOVED that paint set! Can't remember anything I painted with it, but I have a distinct memory of the FEELING of it, the smell, and the excitement. Man, I love colors! Hmmmm.... I'm gonna have to exercise some self-control at the store tomorrow. Then again, sometimes self-control is overrated!