decor vs. art

j and i used our wedding gift cards at home outfitters yesterday. as i redesigned our living room this evening with a new tv, carpet, ottoman and table piece, i had a good laugh to myself. let me tell you why.

although i went through a serious red decor phase a couple years ago, i'm very much into black, white and grey when it comes to decorating. even our bedspread, which j swears is green, looks grey to me so i let it slide. i find it offensive to my eyes to be sitting on a blue couch, or next to an orange pillow, or put my feet up on an oak coffee table.

but art. it's like an entirely different entity. it's as if i care so deeply for it that my eyes are willing to view it in a totally different way. i love so many different types of art, including different media and different colours. it makes almost no sense to me that my living room is black, white, grey, sleek, modern, clean and crisp...and yet my favourite painting, "miss carefree #3" is colourful, collaged, scrambled and totally out of place.

or is it perfect?*

bonnie lewis. miss carefree #3. 58x58. oil on canvas. 2000.

*as goldilocks said about the best porridge, it's juuuust right. and i love it (more than porridge obviously).