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Slowly the pale
dew-beads of light
lapped up from flowers
can thicken,
darken to gold:
honey of the human.
Pustular berk with the charisma of a plimsole
In the bottle the acids were long ago resolved; the imperial dye had softened with time, as the colour grows richer in stained windows; and the glow of hot autumn afternoons on hillside vineyards, was ready to be set free and to disperse the fogs of London.
Voluptuous and enveloping like layers of precious fabrics
The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man
nocturnal purple.
Fresh and clarifying, cool and refreshing, Lucite Green has a minty glow. Light in weight and also in tone, Lucite Green seems almost transparent.
Stasis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue
Some touch of Nature's genial glow.
War and tooth enameled
salted lemon childhoods
All colors run, none of us solid
Don't look for shadow behind me
I carry it within
I live cycles of light and darkness
Her skin is pale as watermelon sucked free of its juices.
When the color achieves richness, the form attains its fullness also.
And thus much concerning Pliable.
Chrysoberyl. Among them twinkle hundreds upon
Everything is in the way the material is composed.
Some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, some in gloss ... " He turned to me. "But every once in a while, you find someone who's iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.
I realize how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint, one on top of the other, until you cannot remember what color you started with.
Where stains go to dye."pg. 74
The essential is invisible to the eyes.
The light was frozen, dead, a ghost. Only from the yellow barrels of the microscopes did it borrow a certain rich and living substance, lying along the polished tubes like butter, streak after luscious streak in long recession down the work tables.
That curiously clean, semi-transparent look of the genteel, isolated poor.
Ms. Harrison paled so that the makeup floated on her suddenly pale skin like impressionist water lilies.
Paint, not the thing but the effect which it produces.
Hydrated copper aluminum phosphate - Turquoise.
I am wrapped round with phrases, like damp straw; I glow, phosphorescent.
Salinas for the alkali which was white as salt.
Paper is like Joyce Carol Oates: white.
They say you can do anything with plastique except play with sparks, but I still treat things that can blow you apart with respect. It can't hurt.
Only those who love color are admitted to its beauty and immanent presence. It affords utility to all, but unveils its deeper mysteries only to its devotees.
Varnish and gilding hide many stains.
Green hills wash sunlight blue.
It glistens, it gleams, I
Silver is the best material we have. And silver has this wonderful shine like moonlight ... a light taken straight from a Danish summer's night. When covered by dew, silver can look like magical mist.
It gives men courage and ambition and the nerve for anything. It has the colour of gold, is clear as a glass and shines after dark as if the sunshine were still in it.
When all things are equal, translucence in writing is more effective than transparency, just as glow is more revealing than glare.
What is the colour of abstraction? What is the smell of hope?
Luminosity is a quality dependent as much on technique as on the physical properties of individual pigments.
Eloquence, n. The art of orally persuading fools that white is the color that it appears to be. It includes the gift of making any color appear white.
When all you have to look at is white, given time you will see a symphony in shades of pale.
Sunlight sO Right, tRue, strOng, and White
The hues of bliss more brightly glow,
Chastis'd by sabler tints of woe.
Wishes, like painted landscapes, best delight,
Whilst distance recommends them to the sight.
Plac'd afar off, they beautiful appear:
But show their coarse and nauseous colors near.
Gold to airy thinness beat.
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.
Purplish brown? Let's agree it / is a color so bad we all flee it / it has no good use / so let's name it Puce / from the sound we make when we see it.
I'm not interested in pleasing color; I'm interested in exact color.
Her flawless pale skin was also spangled with gemstones. I don't know how they'd been attached, but they clung to her and sent little flashes of color glittering around the cavern when she moved. They were concentrated most densely around her ... well ... She'd been, ah, vajazzled.
All the best artists have shown that the greatest achievement in the production of fine color is the concealment of pigments, and not the parade of them; and we may say the same of execution.
In the ocean, [bioluminescence] is the rule rather than the exception.
the way the dew sparkled as if a careless hand had spilled a thousand translucent gemstones on the lush green blades
I am not glowy." Laurel simply turned Parker by the shoulders to the big foyer mirror. "You were saying?" Maybe color did glow in her cheeks, and maybe her eyes were a little dazzled, but . . . "That's irritation." "I won't say 'liar, liar,' but, Parks, under that skirt, your pants are on fire.
For writers: If you polish a book too much, it'll be flat and shiny and smooth
and not too interesting. It's the little pits and bumps and whatnot that show voice and make a book unique from all the other super shiny flat surfaces
Yellow is my favorite, but what is yellow? Handmaiden to white, it is a slight tarnish of pure light. Take away a bit of whites absolute luminosity, and what remains is yellow
sunlike, golden as a crown, buttercups in a field, marsh marigolds, a finch's wing, a plastic flute.
Iron was black and sheenless, but cleansing and polishing washed away its blackness.
In a dung heap, even a plastic bead can gleam like a sapphire.
Your skin is transparent as distilled moonlight
At first I was iridescent, then I became transparent, finally I was absent
Being Flavia de Luce was like being a sublimate: like the black crystal residue that is left on the cold glass of a test tube by the violet fumes of iodine.
I don't want you to taint that fragile coat of astonishing colors created by my illusions, which no painter has ever been able to reproduce. Strange, isn't it, that no chemical will give a human being the iridescence that illusions give them?
Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,
Stains the white radiance of Eternity
Concurring hands divide
flax for damask
that when bleached by Irish weather
has the silvered chamois-leather
water-tightness of a
skin.
Dullness is the enemy.
Gleaming like a searchlight, Iowa moon, silver plate.
And it's yellow. The way pale yellow should look, like sunshine and butter, mixed with hope and cream.
There is in them a softer fire than the ruby, there is the brilliant purple of the amethyst, and the sea green of the emerald - all shining together in incredible union. Some by their splendor rival the colors of the painters, others the flame of burning sulphur or of fire quickened by oil.
Beige is atmosphere. It's bisque, it's ivory, it's cream, it's stone, it's toast, it's cappuccino. It;s well, it's magic.
The power of purity-it is a definite power.
(When chlorophyll chewing gum came into fashion two decades later, it was that colour.)
Ink, thinks Jacob, you most fecund of liquids...
The artist Nature often achieves greatest effect when not working with a full palette.
Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
I'm really drawn to the uncompromising realness of natural process: It's unadorned. It's not very pretty.
It's the grit that makes the pearl.
Sky is grey, vegetation is plastic, and mankind is pale, for we have spent our days conceiving unnecessary tools for our arousal, and so we hide the nakedness of nature with brutal machinnes.
Cultures should not be like water that dissolves them evenly, but like colours that stand out distinctly.
I call white the most powerful non-color; it's clean, optimistic, powerful.
Nature's first green is gold.
The finest minds, like the finest metals, dissolve the easiest.
How do you paint yellow wheat against a yellow sky? You paint it jet black.
Its surface sheened with saft that evaporated out from its crystal shielding in threads that degraded to nothing.
PLEONASM, n. An army of words escorting a corporal of thought.
The luster of diamonds is invigorated by the interposition of darker bodies; the lights of a picture are created by the shades; the highest pleasure which nature has indulged to sensitive perception is that of rest after fatigue.
Frumious. Anything that inspires its own adjective is a force to be feared.
Amazingly flaverly? Or flavored with amazin?
-Francis Vallejo
Soap shining beauty.
border - shades of vermillion, raw sienna, and burnt umber that would grow bolder and more vibrant with the strengthening
The light sleeps under the skin
of the rive stone.
What brings out the fire in the feldspar
the tiger in the agate
the rose in the quartz
is the persistence of desire.
The intractable will of light invisible things!
Pliny the Elder explained how the "milk" of the tithymalus plant could be used as an invisible ink. Although the ink is transparent after drying, gentle heating chars it and turns it brown. Many organic fluids behave in a similar way, because they are rich in carbon and therefore char easily.
Is the painter a plagiarist because he sets his palette to nature?
hay gold dusk of late spring,
Our clients' faces, with the customary outward paleness and inner glow of the book lover.
Color which, like music, is a matter of vibrations, reaches what is most general and therefore most indefinable in nature: its inner power.
Lightness can be found after the dark; appreciated when seldom seen.
I get up. I move through this pale light; I see it change beneath my hands and on the sleeves of my coat: I cannot describe how much it disgusts me.
The fundamental grey which differentiates the masters, expresses them and is the soul of all colour.
A cloud-congested caul that is alternately red, orange, vermilion, purple. Sometimes the clouds break apart in great, slow rafts, letting through beams of innocent yellow sunlight that are bitterly nostalgic for the summer that has gone by.
Grandeur of effect is produced by two different ways which seem entirely opposed to each other. One is by reducing the colors to little more than chiaroscuro ... and the other, by making the colors very distinct and forcible ... but still, the presiding principle of both those manners is simplicity.
THE STRIKING CONTRAST
Annihilating all that's made, To a green thought in a green shade.
A fragile, unearthly prettiness has come out in Laura: she is like a piece of translucent glass touched by light, given a momentary radiance, not actual, not lasting.