When language fails, and palette struggles: the beauty of Fall
A tea with mother nature during Fall
As I hold my cup of tea today, looking at the fall foliage all around me, I struggle with words to capture it.
‘Breathtaking’ does not feel enough, ‘magnificent’ is weak and ‘Awestruck’ is commonplace or something that I use far too enough.
I blame my limited vocabulary and turn to the camera and decide to capture it in images. I take the picture of the rows of golden trees but nothing looks good on a camera screen as good as it does to my eyes.
I am mesmerized. I am fall-struck.
I try to paint the tree right in front of me, the one with the perfect shade of orange and red. But I can’t seem to find the right shade of orange and red in my colour palette. I change the proportion of water and add a little yellow but it still feels lacking. Not the same tree as I can see.
It does not feel real. It is so picturesque that a picture can’t capture it. It is so full of colors that an entire palette can’t do justice to it.
