Colours change: in the morning light, red shines out bright and clear and the blues merge into their surroundings, melting into the greens; but by the evening the reds loose their piquancy, embracing a quieter tone and shifting toward the blues in the rainbow. Yellow flowers remain bright, and white ones become luminous, shining like ghostly figures against a darkening green background.” ~ Rosemary Verey, The Scented Garden, 1981 (source)
Sometimes Enough Said
I can’t improve on what is already said. Wishing you a good day along a new path.
How sane does the artist need to be? Shouldn’t they be a bit off to look at the world differently and courageously? I know for myself, not off enough to create a new path, but off enough to allow me to think creatively and not to accept the conventional. I guess the gift I do have is to be observant and be fascinated with what I see. To see the exceptional in the ordinary.
Challenge yourself to pay attention to the ordinary… And see the extraordinary.