Keith Crown Quotes
Color is the language of the poets. It is astonishingly lovely. To speak it is a privilege.
Anything can be any color at any time depending on what color everything else is at the time.
Seeing is such a privilege. Who notices the way the screech of a gull looks, the look of a gale, the sight of some fragrance?
A red apple isn't red, nor the lemon yellow. The sky is seldom blue, only when it isn't.
I must react selectively, contrarily, arbitrarily, perversely, and always with intensity directly from the subject.