Bring on the Blues

Pantone has announced the color of the year for 2020, and it's a classic:

I like most blues, so this is fine with me. Since Oliver has joined the family I'm sure I'll find plenty of reasons to use the color in my quilting work.

A bit of color trivia: back at the end of 2017 I predicted a slightly more vibrant blue would be the color of the year for 2019. They picked a coral instead, so I'm not a color psychic. Or if I am, I'm a year off kilter.

I always find the choice for color of the year interesting, but for some reason this one feels a bit political. What do you think?

Comments

nightsmusic said…

Of course it's political. Everyone needs to get their two cents in somehow and this does it without adamantly pointing fingers. They're trying to be subtle. Any other color on the spectrum (except red as well) could have been chosen. Especially since beige is coming back as the decorating color of choice according to so many decorators. :/ (sorry)

But, that said, Oliver is a cutie and this is the perfect color for him. Baby boy blue ;)

January 3, 2020 at 9:45 AM

nightsmusic said…

Lynn, please just delete my comment from yesterday. I had a little meltdown and I apologize and you don't need my rant on your blog. I'm sorry :(

January 4, 2020 at 3:53 AM

the author said…

I'm just happy it's not yellow -- or pink!

January 4, 2020 at 9:07 AM

the author said…

No worries. :)

January 4, 2020 at 9:08 AM

nightsmusic said…

Good grief yes, pink! I saw enough pink rooms on the few decorating blogs I follow to last me a lifetime. I don't want to sit in a pink living room, thank you very much!

January 4, 2020 at 9:32 AM

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