I'm feeling so totally uncreative lately (especially after spending some time on the blog of my niece / god daughter (#3), Showing up for the Muse).
So, I'm pulling some past work that I don't hate just to convince myself that there is creativity in me and I just have to try to dig down and find it .... the following was written a while ago..
The Color Wheel
The day you left, I walked to the stream behind the barn. I followed it for miles, hypnotized by color.
Amber sparks becoming yellow as I passed by. Floating crimson bits revealing themselves as pink in the shadows. Green flickering tails, speckled with gold. The black of midnight. The grey of dawn. Violet prisms. A rainbow stream. A floating orange leaf. Shades of blue I cannot name.
4th grade art class. Mrs. Rogers taught us colors. Basic primary colors. Mix two primaries to get a secondary. Color compliments on opposite sides of the wheel. Unmixable.
If you had asked, I would have become secondary.
It just seemed to me that it should be printed in color.