Day 34 of Year 2
I'm really loving orange tonight. It moves me deeply, I feel it working it's magic, warming my cranky heart. I was a bit out of sorts earlier. Colors do work magic on an artist, you can't help but be changed by the energy and vibration each color holds. My use of color has often been instinctive. That instinct is more about the energy I need to feel flowing through me than what a piece rationally needs, eg blue for sky or the spectrum of skin tones for flesh. Here I needed orange and blue to get my head back on straight. Thankfully they were happy to oblige.
No poem tonight.I was lucky enough to see an amazing live performance this evening. I want it to fill my head a bit longer. There is no space for even the beauty of poetry.