First I decide to use only photos I take this week. I could mine my photo archives, but I think I’ll make the challenge a little harder. I try to find red at my daughter's on Easter. My daughter is in red,
but the Easter things are mostly pink and yellow. I'll have to look at home.
So what can I photograph around here that’s red? I look around and find lots of red. There’s my gardening jacket, for example.
On my lighted display shelves in the kitchen there is more red.
Even the decaying camellia blossoms add a hint of red, with their cleanup aided by my little gardener.
The new growth at the base of the redwood tree is a deep bronzy red
which is echoed throughout many of my garden's plants.
Indeed, I find I am most drawn to this deep dark red, the color of wine, the color of blood. I realize I am always attracted to this color, and am surrounded by this red throughout my home.
|The paper construction hanging over our bed has bright red deepening to an intense red burgundy.|
|Across the room is the print Garden IIB|
|over the Ersari carpet from Afganistan which covers the living room floor.|
Suddenly I realize a possible explanation of my love of this color. If one believes in astrology, it’s all in the stars. Scorpio that I am, I remember reading the following: 'The luckiest colors for Scorpio are those that range from dark red through maroon/burgundy...
'Scorpio colors are intense, powerful and often associated with physical intimacy, mystery and great depth. Dark red is the color of emotional saturation, passion, power, suppression, demand, sublimated activity, suffering, threat and strained temper. It is erotic and evokes instincts.’ That’s me? I’d like to own the passion and the power, but I’m not sure about the rest of it. Still, this is my color. Red, deep red, maroon, burgundy. My Scorpio reds.