Every day again and again, I feel inspired by colors. Besides the fact that I work professionally with color, it feeds my creative soul. But I was given a push to the movement to start ‘Hundred Days of Color’ when observing the stunning colors of the Hydrangeas in the past few weeks. They start blooming in July in the most beautiful colors in many shades. Maybe the fact that, in Autumn, every other colors of nature begin to fade and these Hydrangea colors stand out so beautifully, is the reason that I feel touched by their beauty in another dimension. That I am a color addict doesn’t need any further explanation, it’s quite clear that color is more than a visible appearance to me, every color moves me and each of them in their specific way.
Throughout time my preference of color changes, the way I approach color changes, but the impact colors has in my life didn’t change. Let’s say I see and feel through colors. When I started to explore color professionally I did a lot of research, wrote about it, and as it is a natural act for me to work with colors I am interested in the way it affects people emotionally. Why do we feel more attracted to one color than the other. I can not speak for others, but to begin with, I would like to speak for myself. I am asked so often about my use of color so why not document more about this subject. So I am starting today with this project of Hundred Days of Color with no other intention than to express my perception of color and trying to beware of what I experience on an emotional level. To be continued…..
Hydrangea
More Hydrangeas
As in my last post, I told you about my love for Hydrangeas. Well, I didn’t say too much when talking about their change of color, they kept changing into the most amazing colors I never have seen before with Hydrangeas….. Or it’s just that their mine and I’m so obsessed with them….. But the prove of all the color is there as you see.
Lovely Hydrangeas
I can’t get enough of Hydrangeas, seen for the first time while being on holidays in Brittany when I was a little girl. Those big bushes of color in all shades of blue and pink make me wonder and marvel. When I tried to grow my own I preferred the blue ones, being a lover of blue for whole my life. But I didn’t succeed, they all turned pink in the end. Of course I appreciated their attempt and beauty and I didn’t mind at all, being always impressed by their ability to bloom in such marvelous way. They need lots of water, don’t like drought and heat but besides that you can in fact ignore them, I believe that’s what they want.
This year we had the most beautiful blue ones I only dreamed of in the past, the blue was so very intense, I couldn’t do them justice while painting them. So I made pictures, lots of pictures to enjoy them throughout wintertime. And then, this month, when Autumn showed up, they turned colors in such a magical way, the blue became all kinds of different colors, and in many shades. Again I took pictures, of which I would love to share some of them with you.
