I adore reading about other people's lives, getting a little peek in through photographs, or handbags, or playlists, or maybe even grocery lists and tea selections. Personality quirks are the sort of characteristics that can define you to other people, all told in someone's own personal language. For some reason my curiosity to know this other side of people, the person that they know themselves to be. For the longest time, I would ask my parents and brothers questions around the dinner table. Questions about their spirit animals, the places they wanted to visit, the magic power they wished they had, the habits that they couldn't break. I really wanted to know those facts that were close to them and defined their true selves.
Somehow as I've gotten older I make lists of these things. Just as those likes, dislikes, and dreams were fascinating, I'll keep coming back to them because they're a record of whichever penchant was closest to me at the time I was holding the pen or typing away. Those pocket moments that capture my imagination so much that I mentally snapshot and scrapbook them. For timely posterity, know that right now, my umbrella of likes and dislikes fall comfortably as a solid rainbow of hues Suddenly, I'm trying to saturate each part of my life in a glorious sun shower of these shades with inspiration fading and stretching bright and dark. Strangely, this spectrum of colour has been rejuvenating and everything feels more straightforward yet fully alive. It's even more meaningful as I've been trying to reintroduce simplicity to my daily life, and all these colour moments are for me an evolutionary way to be creatively fulfilled. Somehow colour is futuristic to me and with the sun-drenched months ahead, I'm sure that things will be everything except dull. And happily, working with colour requires discipline as well as free fall, which are two things I'm always trying to find a balance between in my life.
This current inventory of my colour wheel shows that: my lip colour is a vibrant splash of red or fuschia, accessories are indigo or pastels, any food must use the greenest of spring herbs, cinema and music are original '60s or replicas, décor is Orient inspired (paper cranes are unpictured). Oh, and to convey just how kaleidoscopic things have become, I'm longing to get the new collection of Sharpies I saw in store recently. I'm sure I'll still be colouring my world next time we speak.
Somehow as I've gotten older I make lists of these things. Just as those likes, dislikes, and dreams were fascinating, I'll keep coming back to them because they're a record of whichever penchant was closest to me at the time I was holding the pen or typing away. Those pocket moments that capture my imagination so much that I mentally snapshot and scrapbook them. For timely posterity, know that right now, my umbrella of likes and dislikes fall comfortably as a solid rainbow of hues Suddenly, I'm trying to saturate each part of my life in a glorious sun shower of these shades with inspiration fading and stretching bright and dark. Strangely, this spectrum of colour has been rejuvenating and everything feels more straightforward yet fully alive. It's even more meaningful as I've been trying to reintroduce simplicity to my daily life, and all these colour moments are for me an evolutionary way to be creatively fulfilled. Somehow colour is futuristic to me and with the sun-drenched months ahead, I'm sure that things will be everything except dull. And happily, working with colour requires discipline as well as free fall, which are two things I'm always trying to find a balance between in my life.
This current inventory of my colour wheel shows that: my lip colour is a vibrant splash of red or fuschia, accessories are indigo or pastels, any food must use the greenest of spring herbs, cinema and music are original '60s or replicas, décor is Orient inspired (paper cranes are unpictured). Oh, and to convey just how kaleidoscopic things have become, I'm longing to get the new collection of Sharpies I saw in store recently. I'm sure I'll still be colouring my world next time we speak.
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