The morning came with a message from the cycle of life talking about dusk and dawn, night and day, shadow and light, fun and blues. I looked out from my window wondering about black and white and the jam of colors that I see down the street. Where do all these colors come from? If white is good and good is God, what about all these descendent colors?
Some say it’s all just some kind of reflection when you don’t see the white. I say God made it for those who are confused of choosing, just to color up their life.
But isn’t it strange when the Black seems always steady and dominant, while there’s no absolute White?
That’s why I chose “Untitled blue”. It’s not Black, it’s not White and it’s not even blue…
Now…why this image is Red again???