Gold has a history of desirability, representing wealth and status. As we define ourselves as artists, we gradually sort through what is us and what is not. For the most part, I have rejected this notion of gold-status. I do not like gold jewelry....or gold frames. I much prefer the weathered look of worn materials of an everyday nature...flaking paint, rusted iron and speckled stained materials. Me. Years ago, however, when studying calligraphy, I often admired the gold leafing on ages-old manuscripts and holy books. The reflective quality was beyond compare, even after hundreds of years. In my art cabinet is a kit containing all the things needed in order to gold leaf. It sat unused for so many years....simply because I did not want to read the lengthy instruction manual. I am a doer...not a reader. A few weeks ago a painting of a gerbera daisy just seemed lackluster, for want of a better word. I pulled out the kit and read the instructions. Yes, read. It really wasn't so difficult. I loved the addition of this material onto the painting.