During the Creative Process
Mondays and music can both be blue.
While lavender can be both scented and viewed.
Greens can be envious and yellows afraid
Oranges eaten and reds….
well, I know for a fact that artist Wolf Kahn named a painting “Ode to Perylene Red” after a new red paint he had fallen in love with.
I, of course, upon hearing this, promptly ordered my own tube. (I think I still have it somewhere, tumbled down into a zillion other colors that I just had to try on, like a new set of clothes.)
Why?? Because color is magic. Our senses are so in tune with it….don’t believe me? Just try this little test I saw.
Say the correct color of the word out loud.
Blue Red Purple
Yellow Green Orange
See…it IS magic 🙂
“Oh yes! He loved yellow, did good Vincent…When the two of us were together in Arles, both of us insane, and constantly at war over beautiful colors, I adored red; where could I find a perfect vermilion?”
Gauguin in reference to he and Vincent
Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? No.
All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.
I have always felt that in order to be a good painter one should be color-blind, because color doesn’t have to be seen. It needs only to be felt.
I cannot pretend to feel impartial about colors. I rejoice with the brilliant ones and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.
Color as a gift
Colors are the smiles of nature.
Of all God’s gifts to the sighted man, color is holiest, the most divine, the most solemn.
Color as a food…
I advise students on the subject of color as follows: If it looks good enough to eat, use it.
I can smell it already, what color I have on my palette.
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.
Color as conversation….
Who told you that one paints with colors? One makes use of colors, but one paints with emotions.
I found I could say things with colors that I couldn’t say in any other way—things that I had no words for.
Color as white…
White is not a mere absence of color; it is a shining and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black. God paints in many colors; but He never pants so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white.
Color makes me happy. It’s hard to pick just one favorite.
….But if I did, it would have to be
What’s your happy color?
“Always in Style”
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