Marcel Proust Quote:
“We are able to find everything in our memory, which is like a dispensary or chemical laboratory in which chance steers our hand sometimes to a soothing drug and sometimes to a dangerous poison.”
Your favorite colour and flower.
My favorite colour.
There is a separate Confidences question that reads:
The flower that I like.
The beauty is not in the colours, but in their harmony.
Hers/His – and after, all of them.
Ohhhhh, Proust you and your sexual innuendo! Well played, sir.
But I do have to give the man credit. The answer to his color question is brilliant. I don’t have a favorite color. I’d almost say that having a favorite color is borderline foolish. All colors have a purpose and their power is really in how one plays off of each other. If you have spent any time trying to pick out the right color mat for a photo of a flower you know of what I speak.
I don’t think that it is the fact that black and white will always be my primary love in photography that makes me think in this manner.
As for a favorite flower. I admittedly know very little about flowers and I’m not even sure that it is fitting for somebody that is as decidedly manly (I belched as I typed that for emphasis) as I am to even have a favorite flower.
I see flowers how I see colors. They each have a purpose, but since I posed this question to somebody over the weekend and got the answer back immediately (which means it was answered with a decided degree of conviction), daisies and stargazers, I should in fairness at least share my favorite flower pictures from this year.
I realize now that one of my many failures this year was not getting to the State Center Rose Garden. That is something I will have to remedy in 2010.
The other day I came across a quote by author Alice Walker that I think also helps tie this question up:
“If you pass by the color purple in a field and don’t notice it, God gets real pissed off.”
That is one of the main tenets of this website as well.