You know what I really enjoy? Color.
Colouring pencils Français : Crayons de couleur Español: Lápices de colores Nederlands: Kleurpotloden Italiano: Matite colorate ไทย: ดินสอสี 中文(繁體)â¬: 彩色鉛筆 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
It’s not so much about being an art major or having an artistic back ground. It’s truly about have a deep and abiding passion for color. I’m not really sure what to do with it, but that’s ok.
I think everyone has an appreciation for color to some degree. We all have colors we like and ones that remind us of things. We all have certain things that really jump out at us.
nothing stirs me visually like beautiful color. It’s like music for my eyes. It affects me in the same way that music does. Color is one of those things that hums in my soul.
For instance, My favorite blue is very specific. It’s the color of a blue sky that stares at you from behind the clouds on a bright, crisp autumn day. That exact blue. It’s different than the clear blue of a summer’s day it’s not the same as a clear day in winter. It’s better than a bright spring sky. The sharp piercing blue as it fights through the clouds, in contrast to the brown trees and the fiery leaves is just stellar.
I have a favorite green too. It’s the flickering, glowing green of a tree directly between the sun an me on a warm, breezy summer day. The yellow as it shines through the leaves, the flash of light when the breeze picks up, the halo of golden light around that crown of leaves. The way the green of the leaves seems vivid and alive, pulsing with life is so incredibly vital.
That’s why I love color so much. Things like that. I just can’t get enough of them.
Inkling of Asylum 