Won't You Join Me on My Painted Groove?

This being the debut blog for My Painted Groove, I’m experiencing terrible blog anxiety. It’s one thing to declare you’re going to have a blog. It’s another to actually put it on the web and let anyone see it, as if anyone cares what you have to say anyway. Acknowledging the problem is always the first step, so here we go: I’m scared out of my mind and feel like I’m walking through a salon with my skirt caught in my thong (which actually did just happen to me but that’s a story for another day).

At this point you may be wondering: What the hell is a Painted Groove? Well, it’s a blog about the major theme that drives me – beautification, transformation, renewal, and the crazy episodes that happen along the way. In my world, for some reason, all these things are accomplished with paint. Whoever invented paint must have been a whole lot like me. Paint really is the most handy thing I can think of and it solves soooo many problems. Doesn't everything look better with a fresh coat of paint?

Take dirt and ugliness for example. Paint can cover over dirt and make anything appear fresh and clean. (Sensing any psychological themes here?) It’s like fabric softener for stinky old gym shorts. Confronted with a nasty window sill? Just paint it and you’ll see what I mean. Is the kitchen in your new fixer-upper just too dirty for words? A good bottle of degreaser and a few gallons of paint is sure to change your mood in no time. The other thing that makes paint so damn fabulous is you can change it. Whenever you want. No commitment really. You get sick of Sherwin Williams Lime Rickey? Try SW Verdant instead. It's my new favorite, shocking green color and I'll show you a picture of something I painted with it in my next few posts.

Somehow I've figured out a way to make a living using my obsession with paint and my passion for transformation. I'm really the luckiest girl in the world and I have been incredibly blessed. One of the things that blows my skirt up the most in life is treasure hunting for neglected pieces that need me to transform them and find them a new home. So I plan to share stories about projects I’m working on and pieces I’ve found to fix up and renew. I hope you’ll share stories from your groove as well.

It’s an old Southern expression, but my grandmother always told me: "You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear." In the years since she passed on, I have discovered I can make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear. I promise to post lots of pictures, assuming that I can figure out how to post them. Here's one for starters. Next time I'll tell you how this terribly interesting piece came to be.

I'm so glad you've joined me on my Painted Groove.