I fell in love with the color palette and the kitchy take on a country landscape.
Extremely popular in the 1950s, paint-by-number became a symbol of mechanical performance and mass culture. For critics, the paint-by-number phenomenon provided ample evidence of the mindless conformity gripping national life and culture.
"I don't know what America is coming to," one writer complained to American Artist,
"when thousands of people, many of them adults, are willing to be regimented into brushing paint on a jig-saw miscellany of dictated shapes and all by rote. Can't you rescue some of these souls, or should I say morons?"
So what, I say. Surround yourself with things you love, even if no one else does.
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