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Sunday Scribblings Prompt this week is " invisible"
Retro or Not?
Okay maybe I’m old. In spirit not so much! If a style comes around again, unless I loved it to begin with I really don’t want to experience it again! I loved the seventies, the peace sign hippy era and great memories of my youth! The flower power of the sixties, colors and movement you may see trickled into my art! However I am not a big fan of the retro furniture and household items like the kids are today…
Retro reminds me of an out dated grandmas house, with stinky old cigarette smoke laden walls. No matter how much you cleaned, or painted, seemingly invisible cigarette smoke embedded into everything that couldn’t be painted or wiped down. Unless of course you lived in a non smokers home and didn’t experience that. The mass majority smoked when I was a child, so it’s really surprising I had no desire to try even one puff of a cigarette.
When I was a kid I would clean everything down to the stove element bowls. Even the drawer where residual crumbs from the breadboard
My growing up years were spent sitting around a brown arborite table with rod iron legs, so when my kids wanted to buy an arborite table for our kitchen I was taken aback. My own mother hated wood tables reminding her of an old farm house in her early years. But I love them. Just last year I painted out my twenty year old raw oak dining room table black! Because we live communally I realized it wasn’t fair to infringe only my flavors into the house. Being as impartial as I could, I checked out the cute red table found at the thrift store, I could see the allure. Thankfully the arborite was faded and chipped! Even though I love our French legged freebie table that I revamped when times were tough, I’d like something rectangle, black, a bit smaller, in wood for the kitchen! With new set of chairs! Still looking… not interested in retro though!