I want to say you have re introduced me to magic, and that seems over the top... but not, just grateful that for whatever reason decided to follow and now I’m here...spring green!
I just read Birds, Art, Life last month and loved it and can’t wait to read Unearthing. I also enjoy this collections of quotes and lines from the book that you pulled! The season here is a mix of the final purples of the trilliums and the intense bright green of the new maple and chestnut trees.
My season is celadon-viridian where the light draws miracles up from the soil, almost shocking but filled with joy of memory (every Spring there’s a fear that might keep them from returning; so grateful when this feeling dissipates). Looking forward to the new read.
Just glorious, Jason. Thank you. For offering us Kyo Maclear and her new book. For that constellation of quotes--which gave me back Agnés Varda and her miraculous films. I think the color of my season right now is the phenomenon of how the Spring light hits every color in my garden, hits every natural thing outside. Especially toward the end of the day, with shadows growing long, the green bounces back chartreuse to yellow to white. Ecstatic blooms: purple next to deep yellow, burn orange. All the more ecstatic because it's fleeting. Like Robert Frost reminds us, "Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower. But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf, so Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay."
I read this by Carol Rose GoldenEagle in Stations of the Crossed: Abraham (Inanna Publications)
darkness is always present but allow it in only when needed
during those times to avoid another trap
real or imagined
Needing a pick-me-up to throw some colour in the face of darkness, I reached for my favourite fuchsia nail polish (I do love a tiny flash of wild colour) and I wondered what it's called.
Energy 759 (Chanel)
And that made me happy - Energy via colour, when least expected.
When you asked, on Instagram, what season I (all of us) are in, I said I’m in the season of in-between and I don’t think I felt good about it. But now that I’ve read this fully, I feel like it might be okay - that the in-between can be more ‘ma’ than a shallow abyss, and that’s a more peaceful place to be.
I need to look for this book and add it to my order of your book!
We in South Western Australia are just coming to the end of autumn and in the Nyoongar season of Winter or Makuru... a season of fertility and symbolised by the colour blue. It’s wet and native plants are growing again after the long dry summer seasons.
I love where you take my newsletters. Colour energy sounds like it could be a book.
Gorgeous piece, Jason, and thank you for turning me on to another book I want to read❤️
I want to say you have re introduced me to magic, and that seems over the top... but not, just grateful that for whatever reason decided to follow and now I’m here...spring green!
I just read Birds, Art, Life last month and loved it and can’t wait to read Unearthing. I also enjoy this collections of quotes and lines from the book that you pulled! The season here is a mix of the final purples of the trilliums and the intense bright green of the new maple and chestnut trees.
My season is celadon-viridian where the light draws miracles up from the soil, almost shocking but filled with joy of memory (every Spring there’s a fear that might keep them from returning; so grateful when this feeling dissipates). Looking forward to the new read.
Just glorious, Jason. Thank you. For offering us Kyo Maclear and her new book. For that constellation of quotes--which gave me back Agnés Varda and her miraculous films. I think the color of my season right now is the phenomenon of how the Spring light hits every color in my garden, hits every natural thing outside. Especially toward the end of the day, with shadows growing long, the green bounces back chartreuse to yellow to white. Ecstatic blooms: purple next to deep yellow, burn orange. All the more ecstatic because it's fleeting. Like Robert Frost reminds us, "Nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower. But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf, so Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay."
First time reader here. And what a great read it was. I'll be popping back :)
I read this by Carol Rose GoldenEagle in Stations of the Crossed: Abraham (Inanna Publications)
darkness is always present but allow it in only when needed
during those times to avoid another trap
real or imagined
Needing a pick-me-up to throw some colour in the face of darkness, I reached for my favourite fuchsia nail polish (I do love a tiny flash of wild colour) and I wondered what it's called.
Energy 759 (Chanel)
And that made me happy - Energy via colour, when least expected.
red pond lilies are seen stirring beneath the pond, rusty grey and red
!!
When you asked, on Instagram, what season I (all of us) are in, I said I’m in the season of in-between and I don’t think I felt good about it. But now that I’ve read this fully, I feel like it might be okay - that the in-between can be more ‘ma’ than a shallow abyss, and that’s a more peaceful place to be.
Sounds as though I will need to totter into a bookstore shortly...
That’s the second time I read “fizzy edges” this morning. Clearly it is a sign 😉
I need to look for this book and add it to my order of your book!
We in South Western Australia are just coming to the end of autumn and in the Nyoongar season of Winter or Makuru... a season of fertility and symbolised by the colour blue. It’s wet and native plants are growing again after the long dry summer seasons.
Oof! This one speaks to my heart and mind.
Just bought a book: A guide to OCHRE, PIGMENT and RAW COLOR “Book of Earth” by Heidi Gustafson. You and your readers might enjoy.