Moving on...
I have had some great advice.

The 1970's, when I was a child, was filled with design. Bob liked Marimekko.
I mostly liked it, sometimes it felt like too much color and the black was soothing. I would try to figure out which color they started printing with and which were layered over them.
It all looked a bit like this:

As Bob's Daughter, I did not go to a school that said "no black". I lived in design school and one of the biggest fights I ever had with Bob was when I told him that the green rug didn't match the wallpaper that looked somewhat like the the one above. He finally stopped arguing with me and said to Linda, "I am not debating this with a five year old!!!" The only problem was that it was in  my bedroom. I learned to understand complimentary colors. Linda told me it was like the grass. That too was confusing because where was the sky? House Beautiful came the next week to photograph our house. This  was my learning curve.

Respectfully,

Bob's Daughter