“The artist who pictures sounds as colours, who feels the difference in microns between one sea green and another... is not attending to what the world considers important.” WorldFeelsImportantArtistSoundDifferencesSeaGreenColourAttending Author:Eric Maisel
“If Bacchus ever had a color he could claim for his own, it should surely be the shade of tannin on drunken lips, of John Keat's 'purple-stained mouth,' or perhaps even of Homer's dangerously wine-dark sea.” IfsShouldDarkSeaColorMouthsClaimsWineLipsColourShadePurpleBacchus Author:Victoria Finlay
“I have gained very great inspiration from the Cornish land- and seascape, the horizontal line of the sea and the quality of light and colour which reminds me of the Mediterranean light and colour which so excites one's sense of form; and first and last there is the human figure which in the country becomes a free and moving part of a greater whole. This relationship between figure and landscape is vitally important to me. I cannot feel it in a city.” FeelsFirstsHumansImportantCountryWholeLightInspirationLastsMovingFormLinesCitiesQualityGreaterSeaLandFiguresLandscapeColourHorizontalFirsts And LastsMoving PartsHorizontal Lines Author:Barbara Hepworth
“I remember the good evenings I have fished, even the ones that realised material hopes not by the fish that came to the fly, but by the colour and movement of the water and sky, by the sounds and scents and gentle stirrings that were all about me.” RememberSoundWaterSeaSkyMovementMaterialsRiversFishesBoatEveningGentleColourLakesFishingScentRealisedStirringGood Evening Author:Roderick Haig-Brown
“They will come, not to paint the bay and the sea and the boots and the moors, but the warmth of the sun and the colour of the wind. A whole new concept. Such stimulation. Such vitality.” WholeSunSeaWindConceptsPaintColourWarmthBootsVitalityStimulationMoorsWarmth Of The Sun Author:Rosamunde Pilcher
“He domesticated and developed the native wild flowers. He had one hill-side solidly clad with that low-growing purple verbena which mats over the hills of New Mexico. It was like a great violet velvet mantle thrown down in the sun; all the shades that the dyers and weavers of Italy and France strove for through centuries, the violet that is full of rose colour and is yet not lavender; the blue that becomes almost pink and then retreats again into sea-dark purple—the true Episcopal colour and countless variations of it.” SidesDarkSunGrowingSeaCenturyFlowerLowsBlueRoseHillsFranceColourNativeThrownShadeMexicoRetreatVioletPurpleVariationVelvetLavenderNew MexicoWeavers Book:Death Comes for the Archbishop Source: Death Comes for the Archbishop