‘Nature always wears the colours of the spirit’, Ralph Waldo Emerson
The post war London that I was born into in January 1946, was a city seemingly devoid of colour.
As a very young child, my Father would take me to the National Gallery in Trafalgar Square where I would marvel at the paintings. However, what really excited me were the pavement artists working in front of the museum. I remember the vibrant colours they used – so full of life and energy.
We only have to look at the bounties of Mother Nature to experience the joy of colour.
The change of each season brings with it a new colour palette….and a continuous source of inspiration.
Colour can influence our thinking. It can irritate or sooth. It can lower blood pressure or suppress the appetite. As a form of communication, colour is vital.
Colour can change the shape of war….it can heal a broken spirit or sick body.
When I apply colour to paper or canvas, I feel a sense of well being.
‘I try to apply colours like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music’. Joan Miro
Wishing everyone a lovely weekend. I will be back here on Monday.