Oh, well, that might be a bridge too far.I must finally be acting my age.
I feel the same way about the beauty of muted colors. Old barn wood and winter trees always speak to me in ways that bold colors never do. Maybe I shouldn't be saying that trees speak to me ...In today's markets we are flooded with full intensity color as if the purest intensity wins. I don't get it but I don't get a lot of things. I must finally be acting my age.