#on yellow

[llovelymoonn]

van gogh on yellow

wheatfield with a reaper (1889) \\ fields of gold \\ vase with 15 sun flowers (1888) \\ apricot trees in blossom (1888) \\ olive trees with yellow sunset \\ field of yellow flowers (1889) \\ potatoes in a yellow dish (1888) \\ bottle, lemons and oranges (1888) 

analysis on van gogh’s colour palette

kofi

[moonyly]

fairfield porter // anne sexton // van gogh 

[thebluesthour]

the yellow branch kneeled in front of my crying feet, the field's elevating fingers seized the sunlight, nothing else existed but yellow yellow was I ever to see more?

Nathalie Handal, from The Neverfield: Poem

[renthedevil]

just realized this: every red name (im pretty sure) on last life changes their skin to match the red except for Grian and i don’t know what that implies

[llovelymoonn]

cecily brown on the rainbow

the splendid table \\ darling \\ can can \\ the cutter \\ untitled (shipwreck) \\ nocturne in blue \\ ?? \\ untitled

kofi

[thebluesthour]

So few colors give the viewer such a feeling of ambivalence or leave in one such powerful, viscerally enforced connotations and contradictions. Desire and renunciation. Dreams and decadence. Shining light and shallowness. Gold here. Grief there. An intimate mirroring in its emblematic significance of glory in one instance and, in yet another, painful, disturbing estrangement. An opposing duality seems mysteriously constant. The Yellow Brick Road. The Heart of Darkness. We go into the yellow, I suppose, each in our own way, with values attuned, no doubt, to whatever mode of empathy our particular vision aspires. Nevertheless, how enigmatic a color it seems, being so ready to oblige.

Alexander Theroux, from “Yellow”, The Primary Colours: Three Essays

[thebluesthour]

Spring comes with celandine and daffodil. The yellow rape sends the bees dizzy.... Clouded yellows. Butterflies. Brimstones flying fast along the lanes in the spring sunlight...

Derek Jarman, Chroma