The Life of Color

Color is a wonderful and beautiful thing. And now that I really put thought behind it, I take it for granted not on how I just see things but with how I use them. Not only is it a wonderful thing in the human life but its also can bring joy, sadness, anger into someone's life just by seeing something in that hue or in general. It brings emotion into art and life. The one thing that I really like in thursday's film was when the basic store keeper found a new passion for his art. And even though he may not be the best at it right at that moment but he's willing to try to find that color again.

But the scene that seem to struck me was when the store keeper talking to the woman that came inside after seeing the painting on his back wall and the many others that he showed her. I just liked the idea of how she ended up crying after seeing picaso's painting giving her back her color that she had obviously long forgotten about. Not only that but when he told her don't hide her color had a small meaning behind it. Like, you don't need to hide the "color" in your life, enhance it. Don't be afraid to show it off after all it is yours not others.