I love colour! When we moved into this house 7 years ago, the walls were all white and my husband loved it. Most Austrians I know have white walls and coming from Australia where there is colour all over the place, I was quite bored with my surroundings. I didn´t have the courage or the strength to get my ideas out there when we were decorating our house because I was preoccupied with 3 young children and my husband prefered to consult his parents about decorating. After we moved into the house, my husband went away for 3 months to work in Saudi Arabia against my wishes - there was no point in pulling my hair out about this so I painted one wall in the kitchen blue and another yellow. I loved it and when my husband got home he freaked. Then he decided to work for a company on the other side of Austria and only came home every 3 weeks...thus the 3 boys rooms are pistachio green, bright yellow and indigo blue! After a huge argument with my inlaw´s some time later, my way of handling my anger was to drive to the paint shop, buy paint in yellow and orange and go over the living room first with a roller and then a sponge -I sure felt a lot better afterwards!When I found out a few years later that my husband was having an affair, I took Feng Shui´s advice and painted my bedroom dark red in the hope that it would rekindle the passion in our marraige - but instead it drove him away for good! When I think back to all those times when I was lonely, when I felt isolated without support, colour was my friend. How can you feel down when a sunny living room greets you each morning. Putting colour on my walls was my way of screaming out to my husband "Look! Here I am, this is me, take it or leave it!" And I´m so grateful that he did leave it because now I have a partner who sees me and loves me for what I am. When Erich walked into my house for the first time he said "wow, I love all the colour on the walls" and I knew my lonely days were over.