Monday, March 8, 2004
shining through
"i cannot pretend to be impartial about the colours. i rejoice with the brilliant ones, and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns."
winston churchill (1874 - 1965) english statesman, author
i quite like the poor browns, to be honest (and jesica, for instance, always sees the beauty in brown); but if this bauble hadn't been bright blue, i probably wouldn't have paused.
this - this being stopped in one's tracks even by minuteness - is the humbling power of hue.
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Well, this just gives some dignity and importance to the "poor browns." If not for the browns, this blue would not be so noticeable or noteworthy. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a wonderful idea that can be applied to life, yes? We need the browns (which are not poor but happy to do their work in the background) to see the beauty in the brighter hues.
a little blue heart makes me so happy. :-)
ReplyDeleteblue heaven... chance doesn't exist
ReplyDeletei saw in my dictionary that the meaning of hue can be
- colour, tint
- scream
i think among the almost unmarked browns someone is screaming for attention
beautiful image lynn!
Lynn, this stopped me in my tracks too!
ReplyDeleteBlue definitely beats brown for me.
ReplyDeletegood
ReplyDeletei'll take browns over blues anyday, but then I love the way muted colours can play together and make something beautiful.
ReplyDeleteDid you mean to make that a clever poem? I love the photo too. :)
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