Pyrrole Rubine
A clear day in the rainy season.
The madder red of the twilight appeared
And vanished instantly.
〰️ Takahama Kyoshi
I've spent hours of my life looking at the sky watching the color change. Studying how blue becomes yellow and orange then somehow rubine. Everything conspires at that moment at dusk when the sky is changing into a soft new day.
I memorize the way colors of the day transition into each other, letting the subtle changes sink in and become a part of my vocabulary.
Acrylic on canvas, polymer, archival adhesive, aluminum supports, brass hanger. 2022
16”h x 15”w x 3.5”d
A clear day in the rainy season.
The madder red of the twilight appeared
And vanished instantly.
〰️ Takahama Kyoshi
I've spent hours of my life looking at the sky watching the color change. Studying how blue becomes yellow and orange then somehow rubine. Everything conspires at that moment at dusk when the sky is changing into a soft new day.
I memorize the way colors of the day transition into each other, letting the subtle changes sink in and become a part of my vocabulary.
Acrylic on canvas, polymer, archival adhesive, aluminum supports, brass hanger. 2022
16”h x 15”w x 3.5”d
A clear day in the rainy season.
The madder red of the twilight appeared
And vanished instantly.
〰️ Takahama Kyoshi
I've spent hours of my life looking at the sky watching the color change. Studying how blue becomes yellow and orange then somehow rubine. Everything conspires at that moment at dusk when the sky is changing into a soft new day.
I memorize the way colors of the day transition into each other, letting the subtle changes sink in and become a part of my vocabulary.
Acrylic on canvas, polymer, archival adhesive, aluminum supports, brass hanger. 2022
16”h x 15”w x 3.5”d