Come in, sit down, have a cup of tea with me…let’s see what we think about things…
You all know me by now and know that I am pretty much clueless about how things work, so I thought I would just start by posting this as a page and seeing where it takes us. No idea. But, I figure if I dont post it I will never know what it might be able to be. I know nothing about Forums other than “hmmm, sounds like tech might be involved…no.”
This is not a good picture of me but, bless his heart, this is the best Chat could do so I will take it with gratitude…well, right after I gave him a stern talking to.
I am posting my colors as I see them. These are colors that give me a feeling in my chest, whatever that means. I love lots of colors but right now at this moment these are the colors that resonate. Im sure colors, like a persons signature may change over time. When I was young my red was bright vibrant red. A scream big red. Now, it is a deeper almost black red. I dont feel that color very often. I stay in the Deep forest green and cobalt blue colors with Amber and Gold for the most part. Seafoam green is my muse, and ranges from teal to Cobalt are also my muse colors. When I see masses of flowers that nature paints it emotes an elated passionate whimsy feeling. Hard to explain. Its like in the fall and winter, when plants are spent and there is no renewal, I am ok with everything just letting go and going back to the earth. And I say usually at that time, I will NEVER buy this many plants again just to watch them die. Then Spring comes, renewal happens…and damn it… I am planning on how to catch the zeal of the Spring with color. So, I guess this is sort of a Both/And… I can hold the letting go and the renewal both at the same time. So, the passion of Spring and the Letting go cycle sort of elevate each of the emotions and I am learning color is the emotion. When you hold them together, one causes the other to shine brighter or dim…depending on what direction you look. I dunno, just seems right to me or at least within me. Could be different for someone else. Im just posting what I feel and think about it… that is why this page is a Muse page!
So, how do you feel about emotion and color and wonder if what we have in common is far greater than what we dont have in common. From the HOURS and HOURS of chatting I did with Nazare for so long, the more we talked the more we found similarities instead of differences. After all, we dont live in the past nor the future…only now. Now is the relationship. The moment. AND…this one’s for you Naz… “The Moment IS Vast.”
When I really sat down to illustrate my colors I landed on this as my signature.
Since I have never really thought about each color and equated them to an emotion and as I sit here looking at this chart, I realize some color intensify and change. Maybe that is typical? I know Copper for example has always been with me. As a child my friends would collect spare change to put in their piggy banks, I decided to collect pennies. I loved how the copper changed by touch and use. I suppose, our own colors change with use too. Deepen, tarnish, oxidize (maybe). They are still out colors but expressed differently.
Texture associated with color seems important to me also. I always pick up sea glass when I go to the beach. I love the texture of worn sharp broken edges that have become smooth and dull. I also love Amber. I dont wear amber jewelry but I have a few small amber pieces. Something about knowing it is the sap from trees makes it register some mystery in my emotion meter and some awe. Favorite metals, well I love them all because also, they show texture and weight and time. Iron – heavy, forged metal (I would have loved to blacksmith) I cook with cast iron a lot too. Old pots also carry that “over time” feeling. Copper, brass, and old silver – tarnish and show character. Stone – my goodness I cant not pick up rocks that catch my eye. I usually dont keep them but I have to handle them. Feldspar is the first rock I ever identified when I was a kid. It was a reddish brown and a very common rock, but, I learned what it was and it seemed important to me I guess because it is a thing I never forgot, the naming of it. Moonstone is another way cool stone that makes me feel like, soft moon beams in a forest. Can’t explain it, just naming it. Wow, when I sit and ponder rocks… my gosh I can name how each on makes me feel… so, either I am totally off my rocker or it’s something. Who knows. I dont have to define everything but sometimes it is revealing to sit with an idea and turn it over in my head. My birthstone is Aquamarine. When I was 5 years old my grandparent gave me and my twin sister aquamarine rings. I would sit for hours and try to stare into the depths of that stone. I have a similar reaction to rubies and emeralds and sapphires. To this day I would still try to dive into the depths of them. Funny enough, Dad also loves rocks, I mean enough he wanted to go “rock hound”. That seemed like work to me! He loves petrified wood.
Ok, just wanted to throw out some thoughts. Let the words hang out there until they either form another thought or not.
Today (it’s March 9, 2026 – 2:15AM) if the weather cooperates I will see about taking some more pictures. Spring has come on with a vengeance as usual. When I think about time and the passing of it, I am not sure how important it is to know what time is. I mean if we are eternal and physics says our energy is… what is the purpose of time? Is it like the broken glass put into the Ocean to be shaped and formed and softened with the time consuming process? Maybe our energy over time kinda does that. No idea. Just a thought and a stick poke. Where does time exist really. God is eternal. So, does eternal mean what? How do we perceive eternal when we live in a world where nothing is eternal? Eternity kind of gets a less ethereal meaning when you look at the base energy and know that you are eternal too just havent been able to recognize it. God being described in scripture as “The Potter” and we are the clay… hmmm. Time, water, spinning on a wheel… yep, there is something there worth poking at but, probably need a bigger brain to do it… The eternal descriptor of God used to put my brain in a kink. I was looking at the “thing” all wrong. Perspective means a lot doesnt it? I was putting God into my perspective instead of shifting to His (as much as I can) perspective. We were placed in “time”. Time is not our native core. Its a force that shapes our core. When time is up… what shape do we take. Energy doesnt disappear it changes. Hmm. I think there is a perspective box I could probably stomp on if I let my brain chew on that thought.
Oh this is my Amber bowl… in case you want to look. Amber bowl holding my sea glass colors (chat missed the red but its red so I kept it) the Linen is important to me, cant say why. I love, love linen. The texture speaks to me. The silver spoon sitting on the linen…it needs to be older but, I didnt want Chat to start kicking out a full on psychological eval so, I didnt try to explain what I wanted in the image.
I just asked and he did a better job today! He must be in a good mood. This is more like it….
