Friday, January 6, 2012

Journey through monochromia

In winter everything is a hue of greige. Gray skies, tan buildings, strip malls and Targets, gray intersecting highways, tan and white and gray houses that have beige interiors who have people in them who wear beige, gray or black. When the snow is on the ground it is a beautiful white, but if not the grass is a yellow-brown with weeds and cattails reaching up to the sky that are also yellow brown. The sun sits in a gray sky and the sun that shines is lighter gray. The food is beige, potatoes and meat and cream of fill in the blank soup. We cover our vegetables with zesty creams or creamy soups.Deep fried pickles, green beans, broccoli to turn color into beige. And the trees are black and climb their naked fingers to the sky and the leaves that might still be stuck to the branches are that same yellow brown. It makes you long for color.

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