Saturday, August 4, 2012
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 30; the thirtieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.
|Shades of Orange by Harsha Chittar|
Courtesy - Curious Dino Photography
When I paint from my heart there are many shades of orange to choose. In my own personal palette there are Cadmium Red Light, Red Oxide, Yellow Ochre, Diarylide Yellow, Quinacridone Burnt Orange and my favorite Indian Yellow Hue. Their names are deceiving yet they are all shades of orange and none more than Indian Yellow Hue. I would have named it Indian Orange. It is a sensual color, exotic to my Anglo Saxon eyes and the opposite of my pale skin, a compliment in my life. Its beauty pulls you in. It is a magnetic color, a color of desire, a color that tastes as sweet as the softest yet spiciest curry.
It is a color, I could not live without. It feels as good to me, as natural to me, as the cool wet sand messaging my feet just as I remember walking the shores edge. My ankles caressed by a gentle low tide - waves nearing the sun's set. It is as far away from me now as the other side of the world. Yet Indian Yellow Hue brings me right back, back to place when my feet did the walking and the sand and waves did the caressing. It is a powerful color.
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