Paint it black

Alright, it is Halloween again. You may not know, but this was the original Scottish New Year. It marked the end of summer and the start of winter. On that night, all the souls of those departed could roam the earth to seek connection or revenge with the living. Not such a warm fuzzy thought.

That is were the disguises come in to play. Some believed, if you dressed up as something else, you could avoid being found by the souls out looking for you.  The less generous theory was, that the custom came, from people dressing up to scare their neighbours. These terrified victims would gladly pay some money, or give goods to make the demons go away.  Worth remembering, when the local kids come knocking, that it is actually an age old protection racket. Not so much “Trick or Treat” but more “if you know what is best for you!”

We are not superstitious like that now, I hear you say. Then explain why it is, that all the black cats get left behind at the rescue shelters? It is a well excepted fact, that it is very hard to re-home them. I have a black rescue cat called Sabi and so far no terrible doom has befallen my family. He is also very handy if one gets the urge to whip up a few spells or curses.

As for huge orange pumpkins, what a joke, I can assure you there are no pumpkins in Scotland. Honestly, Americans can make anything Hollywood. What was so wrong with  a skull with a burning candle in it, to ward of evil? So for me, Halloween is not an orange but very much a black affair. Black does not have to be Gothic or dull, it can be elegant, dramatic, enclosing, womb like, lustrous and wonderful. Combined with other strong colours, it is a very smart look, even for little people.


Spring is springing

How lovely, its spring in Melbourne. However that means more of us are racing to find the anti-histamines and inhalers than racing to the Spring Carnival. Blossoms, flowers, grass and shedding animal fur, can for some of us, seem a high cost for nature’s renewal. Ask yourself, what  colour of spring outfit to choose, to match red eyes and a dripping nose?

It got me thinking about hyper sensitive individuals. They suffer feeling like this, not just for a short time come spring, but all the time. This is way beyond a case of irritation, it can be at times, a life threatening condition. The modern world is over flowing with chemicals, scents, solvents and other air borne horrors. This means some people have no choice but to live a very restricted life. They just cannot cope, with the toxic overload. We probably know about the “Boy in a Bubble” but not all the others who suffer like this.

It is worth remembering that Melbourne is the asthma capital of the world.The air we breath outside and even more importantly indoors, is all we have to sustain us and our health. Anything we can do to keep it clean and toxin free, is a vital contribution for all living creatures. At our safe paint, is a small way we try to help.