Recently I’ve been lucky enough to spend time with a little friend who loves the book, The Color Kittens. Since with the great authority of a three-year old she has been able to get me and others to read this book aloud again and again, I have been wonderfully reminded how to simply appreciate color in my photography. Not always get caught up in “perfect” captures of clarity, but focus on capturing expressions of color instead.
So, after my most recent reading of Hush’s and Brush’s adventures with different pails of paint, I found myself in Steve’s kitchen staring at a jewel-toned nasturtium blossom curling above a bowl of fruit. Many objects before me but really all I could see was orange. Beautiful orange. Snap. I thought I was done with my camera, but then further poking in cabinets and cupboards and the refrigerator revealed habaneros and some old mac’n’cheese. Snap. Snap.
After a while, no more orange, but red … delicious red was everywhere.
And then the sunlight shifted, and I found myself drawn toward a bit of purple and green … and then green and brown.
And so the day went until, like the Color Kittens, I grew tired. I don’t remember if I dreamed that night, as they did, “of a rose red tree that turned all white” on the count of three, but the next day I did stumble upon the following. Coincidence? 😉
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