Colour

Looking at this white blank page, I am thinking about what I should write. Should I write some of my daily? That doesn’t seem like much fun. Should I tell you some principles of life? I mean, I am just 18, who would possibly listen to me. Then I thought…

Discover the Power of Color Theory and Learn How to Choose the Perfect Colors for Your Project! Color is one of the most powerful tools a designer has in their toolbox. It has the power to evoke emotions, influence mood, and even impact behavior. …

context: this came up during a walk just now, along St Kilda’s beach. I’ve always admired how blue the skies seemed in Australia, ever since my last trip here in 2017. Now, I get to see it for a much much longer time. people often talk about how the grass…

I am a firm believer of the idea that favourite colours are important. This does not seem to be a widely shared opinion. You might wonder why I think they are important or what my favourite colour is. I will answer both questions. Reasons favourite colours are great: having a…

How perceiving the colours of reality can lead to good design. I am not an expert on design or reality. As you are reading this, I have my second or third Adobe Illustrator project (ever) open in the background. I have always been fascinated by documenting and recreating reality in…

Haiku Poem — the wind plays sweet notes flowing rhymes caress your hair tangerine evenings You may like to read this Cinquain Poem: Café Cinquain Poemmedium.com

Sun-kissed horizon, Warm breeze whispers through the trees, Summer is coming. - Butterflies flutter, Mild breeze carries sweet fragrance, Basant has arrived. - Golden amaltas, Yellow sarson fields sway, Basant paints the land. - Leaves of gold and red, Drifting gently to the ground, Basant’s beauty found. - From the earth they’ll spring, Fresh green leaves of new life burst, Nature’s endless ring.

Irresistible — We were out doing grocery shopping last week, and I spotted assorted pots of spring flowers. These beautiful Carpathian Bellflowers attracted me because of the colour, and because I will be able to plant them in the garden when the cold has gone.

I came upon a blue eyed boy Eyes the colour of azure A blue so very rare I had to blink a few times To make sure that he was really there. Those eyes held my gaze Steadfast and strong Unwavering and unsmiling As I tried to match along. I…