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I have never been a big fan of the color orange. I don't know what is is about that particular spectral wavelength that upsets me, but it does. It shouldn't - the official team colors of the Baltimore Orioles are black and orange. The colors of Harley-Davidson's ubiquitous bar and shield logo are black and orange. The colors of Halloween are black and orange. The only time I am comfortable with the color orange is when it is emanating from a huge pile of steamed crabs , hot boiled crawfish or a 2 pound Maine lobster waiting to be cracked open and it's succulent meat dipped in melted butter. There are a plethora of artists out there dining at the wine table, their labels painstakingly rendered with the utmost care and precision. I fear that I will never be mistaken for one of them. I choose a much freer approach and kept the painting loose and sketchy. After all, it is a daily painting.
2 comments:
Homard et reisling... moi favori! (I hate orange too)
Now I know how you REALLY felt about our apartment in Bolton Hill! ;)
Laura
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