Getting the red out

The last trace of the viscious vermillion paint is now successfully contained behind two coats of transitional primer and another two layers of joyous Giotto blue. The fresco blue dried beautifully, really just like the blue in the Scrovegni Chapel. A little piece of Padua in my dining room. We are quite pleased.

We still have two cans of the fresco blue left, plus all of the sheer scarf pastel. Once we move, we are going to paint some of the bedrooms -- not just the curry colored one, but the green one as well. (Eli doesn't mind the green, but why have a room the color of split pea soup left on the counter too long when it can be the color of the Northern Italian sky?) We needed to finish the open spaces before we moved to avoid cats with punkish streaks of blue paint and extra texture in the walls.

But this AFM safecoat paint is fabulous! Sure, it cost twice as much as regular paint, but it was worth every penny. Our house still smells of the cheapass paint the developers from hell used months ago, but the paint from yesterday is completely odorless! And it contains the nasty chemicals behind its barrier of environmentally friendly love.