I remember:
The playful illustrations in Hilary Knight’s ABC book.
When I was nine, my favorite outfit was a Kelly green ice-skating dress with a white embroidered monogram.
An amethyst chair with a ruffled skirt and tufted button back in my childhood bedroom looked like it was wearing a dress.
The swirl of orange, olive, and magenta paisley-patterned wallpaper in my family home made me happy. 

I discovered:
A lot of my life has been learning to like blue. But even unlikable colors can be paired with something new to become likable. 
Puce looks nothing like it sounds.
The wine-colored accent wall in my living room took six coats of paint to achieve the right hue.
There is always more than one color solution to solve a problem.

I wonder:
Why I think about the shapes of words.
What it is about tying a bow on anything that makes it feel special.
Why the color “indigo” is easier to sell than “blue-violet.”
How the right color choice can make everything fall in place.

I dislike:
Poorly-spaced typography and typos, especially in signage.
The Pantone numbering system.
Printing with black ink that simply is not black enough.
Showing my portfolio on the web, because there is no touching, holding or tactile experience.

I like:
Being the designated salad maker at family gatherings who creates an artful blend of colors and flavors.
Sunrise on the beach. Never have I seen such seamless gradient color in the softest shades of lavender, pink, peach and blue.
The art of Georgia O’Keeffe and Henri Matisse.
When thoughtful choices come together to accomplish project goals in unexpected ways.