Diary Excerpt: Setting the Tone

"Colors are enigmatic to me.

Not the actual perception of colors in your head. Your brain defines all things and of those things, I'm sure, colors compute a very small percentage of those perceptions. But like defining a time like 'the present' you can't accurately define any color. Is grass green? OR is antifreeze green? Is my grandmother's hair grey? Or are nimbus clouds? Is brown in Zsa Zsa's patches of fur? OR is it in the ground. I never know when i see a REAL color. My study in art has even furthered altered my perception. Blue can be calculated in numbers by CMYK, RGB, PMS, LAB, Hexachrome, and dozens more. But what was the first blue to be blue? Sky or Berry? Ocean or Eyes? A dead man's lips or a living man's veins? I have only one absolute in my questioning of color.

Blood. Is. Red.

And their will be blood."