I took a trip to Mexico many years ago. We stayed in Patzcuaro, Michoacan for a week and it was one of those weeks where I ended each day thinking this day was even better than yesterday when I thought yesterday was the best day. The sights, the people, their craftsmanship, the food and which made my soul overflow. Across the street from the motel was a wood shop full of carpenters and carvers and they let me spend the day watching and learning. I drew lots sketches and when I came home we put up a courtyard wall and it needed a door. I built this door from my sketches. I painted all shades of blues and aged it. I love my blue door, everyone knows my house because of my blue door. The bell inside the window was from another stop in Mexico. This door was built around 2007 and boy it needs some TLC. Plus, the side boards need some repair so the door had to come off today. I will be replacing some wood and repairing some boards. I'll get busy finding matching blue paint colors to refresh the color.
Side story, when we had our house painted and all the trim was painted black. As they removed the paper and tape from the windows, I saw my blue door painted black! Omg, I rushed out and said take that black off! The painters simply said oh, we'll paint back to blue for you, I'm like no, it's layers of this blue and that blue. Luckily the wax finish on the door protected blues underneath. They spent an hour peeling black latex paint off.
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