Every time I go by this house, I draw my breath in. I do not get it. If you have a gorgeous old Victorian home, a home that is worth millions, why would you paint it to look like either you're on acid and having quite the bad trip, or you've always wanted to live in Barbie's Dream House, and this was the best you could do.
This house is huge. I've never been in it, but the Girl has, once. Her friend lives next door and she reported that it's just as unusual inside as it is outside. They're artists, she says. I guess that fits.
The thing is, I'm from the land of beige houses, California. Nobody has a house that isn't some shade of beige in California. So when I came to the east coast and saw houses painted all kinds of colors, I was entralled. However, I live in a beige house. It just happened that the house I fell in love with is, and probably will remain beige. So when I see a house that is painted in about 12 different colors including aqua, fusha, shocking pink, yellow, purple, lime green, and a whole bunch more, I think I'm in Oz. This is outside my comfort zone. Unfortunately, I took the photo today, on a dank gray day. You really can't see all the colors as the photo doesn't do it justice. But I happened to have a camera on me when we went by, and I sent the Boy out in the drizzle to snap this picture.
I know the right way to have a Victorian home painted is to use multiple colors. I also know that it's recommended that the colors be 'of the period' which were dark colors. They didn't do aqua and yellow. I wonder what the original owners of this wonderful house would say if they saw it now?
The funny thing is, sometimes I like it, and sometimes I just hate it. I can't make up my mind what to think about it. How about you? Stumble It! JBlog Me