D: Psst. Roz they are coming back, they could be here any day.
R: Really? Let me know right away. You'll call me right away won't you?
[later as I'm leaving the shop]
R: You'll call me right away, right?
R (on the phone): Are they there yet?
And so it continued for several days, until early this week when I got the call that the Schmincke Horadam Gouache is back on the shelves in Wet Paint. I know in the grand scheme of things, like the world and peace, hunger, declining education, and all that, it doesn't matter a bit to anyone.
But to me it's the best news since…well since they removed the paint to make room for other things that sold better—because Wet Paint is a business and they can't just stock things that I and one or two other folks use.
So change that. What are you waiting for? If you live in the Twin Cities go and get some gouache. Wait, not just some gouache, the BEST GOUACHE IN THE UNIVERSE.
Yes I actually said that to the visiting rep about a month ago when I met him by chance in the store. He quite understandably had that "walk away slowly from the crazy woman" look on his face until Beth (WP owner) and Darin came running out of the office indicating that it was OK to talk with me.
If you don't live here, you can always mail order it. But really, really, really, isn't it time you started using gouache? Started having all the fun you can have? I just don't understand why everyone doesn't use it.
I couldn't get over to WP the day it arrived, so I had them pull essential colors that I was running low on. I picked those up on Thursday when Darin took this photo.
I'm still smiling, and sometimes I giggle uncontrollably for minutes at a time. Thursday night I stayed up late just so I could paint with, you guessed it, gouache. Was I tired Friday? Nope, I rode 18 miles and worked like crazy all day. Painting with Schmincke Horadam Gouache is like taking vitamins.
OK, you know it's nothing like that at all.
But it is like taking vitamins for your creative self.
Now, if you're in the Twin Cities you can walk right in and pick some up. So much fun it should be illegal. Thankfully it isn't or I'd be teaching painting in Shakopee. (For non-Minnesotans that's the women's correctional facility.)
And to the gracious and polite Schmincke rep—Thank you for not spraying me with Mace.