Colors are made real again.
They, in their lines, made by crayons
As they blend so well together,
Flits and diddles, little peaks and
Valleys made of hues of primary colors,
And all the two and three named
Sticks of various tones that populate Each professional box with its yellow cover, the wrappers torn, they are standing tip up, like little angels, waiting again for you,
Picking the blends, as they curve through the spectrum, and match the eyes of the one who can watch and feel the minutes taking place.
Ralph Peck
Photography by Marla Bolton
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