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White: there is a kind of white that is more than white, and this was that sort of white' David Batchelor, Chromaphobia, 2000
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Russet: Carters, ploughmen, shepherds and threshers of corn shall not wear no manner of cloth but Russet. Statute of Parliament under Edward III, 1363
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Sap Green: underside of lower wings of orange tip butterfly Werner's nomenclature of colours 1814
(used by Charles Darwin aboard the Beagle to create descriptions of what he saw) -
Deep Reddish Brown: breast of Pochard and neck of Teal Drake Werner's nomenclature of colours 1814
(used by Charles Darwin aboard the Beagle to create descriptions of what he saw) -
Bluish Black: Crowberry and Black Cobalt ochre Werner's nomenclature of colours 1814
(used by Charles Darwin aboard the Beagle to create descriptions of what he saw) -
'How clever of you, Mr Parkinson, also to know that pink is the navy blue of India.'
Diana Vreeland on Norman Parkinson 1956 -
Orpiment: made of alchemy.
'a handsome yellow more closely resembling gold than any other colour'
Cennino Cennini 15th century -
'Yesterday and tomorrow cross and mix on the skyline. The two are lost in a purple haze. One forgets, one waits.'
Carl Sandburg 1878-1967 -
“I like good strong words that mean something...”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women -
“such hours are beautiful to live, but very hard to describe...”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women -
“I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women -
“But please hug and kiss me, everyone, and don't mind my dress, I want a great many crumples of this sort put into it today.”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women -
"What shall you do all your vacation?’, asked Amy.
"I shall lie abed and do nothing", replied Meg.”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women -
“Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women -
"Sail forth! The white, free chasm, infinity, is before us"
Kazimir Malevich, White on White series -
“Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally…” Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
photographs by Matthew Donaldson