SHADES OF BLACK...

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The Expression...

In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood-

Theodore Roethke

The Question...
What's the colour of darkness?



The Realisation...
Finally the idea of changing layout of blog bugged me also. I decided to change the colour scheme. "I need to do away with the striking black dominating the layout."

But after exploring various colour combination and permutations, nearly for a week, I became aware of the fact that my inclination towards black is inherent to my 'colour sense'.

Although I came up with many impressive templates, minus black, when it came to using them I failed to convince myself.

I also realised none of the colours can produce the contrast as black does. How can I do without it?

The Question Re-phrased...

Is darkness black?

Comments

storytellers said…
nice blog!
3:45 AM
jac said…
To a blindman, it can be white, bright or black.

For me it is black...but I welcome it, for I can see my star, bright and clear, however cloudy the sky looks.
9:38 AM
Miles to walk before I sleep said…
Really nice blog ... Hats off to you... you still manage to update your blog even though your schedule is very hectic
4:10 PM
starry said…
Just stopped to say Hi.. I think the color black looks good .
12:04 AM
totaramkiaaatma said…
The picture is a visual of -Nothing is in black and white. Grey spaces always exist.
3:28 AM
jac said…
but black is black...always lovable
6:36 AM
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