Monday, March 17, 2008

listening to colours

As i start painting, color over color, i realize how beautiful they are. The ones that looked bland when alone, looked lovely with another bland one. What the eye failed to see when seeing it alone, comes to life with another. Everything is relative.

Lovely notes from the piano waver the mind. Just lovely notes. I listen to them everyday. I am saturated. Then the accidental. It injects a deep violet in a lovely pink. Awesome. The violet looks all the more lovely in the pink. The one chord kills me in saturation. Everything is relative.

The state of mind, the age of heart, the green and the blue, the major and the 7th, the good and the bad, everything is relative. I do not identify one without the other. Everything is relative.

And destiny is relative to the start.

1 comment:

enigma said...

my eyes could visualise the colours splashing all over....a truly delightful thought .....perfect blend of the two most magical things...colours and music:):):)...*claps*;)