Showing posts with label Phthalo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Phthalo. Show all posts

Monday, 22 August 2016

Phthalo (August)



Or else, phthalo. The tube of phthalo, dimpled metal, contributes to ‘August Nightfall’. A blob, mixed with white, indicates where winter sun went down beyond Westgarth. Another, traced with black, livens clothes of passengers to left of the floor-to-ceiling canvas. Evening itself, outside Gallery Cyanide, is a not dissimilar shade of phthalo, though rain has left sheen of sapphire on cars and windows. Take this test. Close your eyes so they see a darker shade of blue. Try not to think of phthalo. See, you cannot not think of phthalo. Open again to a gallery of recent artworks, some metal.