Orange is the new black. Tlalpan, Mexico city.
This post is for our friends in the North, caught in the drab of winter. Endless nights and shortest days. When light is dim and colours fade into grey. Here is a palet of colours for you. Hang on. Spring will come.
Mary in Blue. Tlalpan.
Shadow in yellow.
Red. Hat. Ernesto Cabral (1890-1968), aka “el chango” (monkey) Cabral was a Mexican artist and illustrator. There was a fantastic expo nearby last year. He documented the revolution for women in the roaring twenties. In Mexico as elsewhere. The above is called “mirror”, (mirror?). 1926. (I wouldn’t mind hanging this one on a wall.)
White. Peacock. At the old Hacienda of Tlalpan. A former colonial residence, it is now a very pleasant restaurant nearby.
Yellow. Jackets. (c)ourtesy AFP/Le Point. Photos like that come out in the press every saturday. Many symbols in this image. The middle-aged man dressed as a middle-ages knight. The black mask covering the nose. And to the right, red and black paratroopers berets…
The red-eye. Mexico city.
White and blue (or is it mauve?). “Macondo”, Colombia, this past December.
Black & White. (c)ourtesy Gini.
Mary in pink. Tlalpan.
Blue. Bogotá, Colombia, 13th Avenue.
Black eye(s). Mexico city.
Mary in ocher. (“Don’t dump garbage”). I liked the wall better when it was blue, before they cut the tree…
White, yellow and green. In the garden in December.
Ocher. I guess. Street art, Paris, last summer. A reproduction of stone age frescoes in the Sahara desert. Tassili mountains I think.
Yellow. Roses. Neighbour’s garden. She has a green thumb. 🙂
Bougainvilleas and azaleas by the window. Last week.
Lost in green. Old Hacienda of Tlalpan.
To be as the water that flows.”
A longer post than usual. To compensate my time away. May these colours bring some light in your day.
Happy Chinese New Year.