Do you ever find yourself starting to be attracted something you never have been? Something that you felt was attached to your identity and when it starts to creep in you have to question whether you will allow it or block it? I tend to have this with things like colour. The first colour was pink. I avidly despised it and everything it represented. It was girly but in a stereotypical way. It was ok in nature. I could enjoy a pink flower or a sunset but never ever would I wear it or own anything that was pink because of how doing so would affect how others would view me and the type of person I might be. One day I suddenly had a lot of things that were pink and it taught me something. As I let it creep in to my life I let my own identity become more fluid. Us humans like to have labels to help us categorise ourselves and find similarities in each other. But it doesn't make sense to hold tightly on to these identity markers. They stop our evolution keeping us static.
When I let myself remain in a constant state of flux I am able to have a more open heart to things that are different and changing within me and outside of me. I am able to dissolve an illusion of separateness and enjoy the many facets of being multi dimensional.
I think when I started to let pink in to my world it was around the time of understanding myself as queer. Identifying as queer in your 30s is like being a teenager again. its like you lived your early adult life as one thing then you’re back to figuring everything out again. From the type of person you want to date, the events you want to go to, the clothes you wear. If you’re privileged to be publicly open about this you want your personal style to reflect who you are on the inside. As someone who is quite femme I found this pink creeping in a bit contradictory. I have googled how to dress or wear my hair to look queer when I am femme. None of the suggestions ever felt like me lol and as a part of this whole attachment to identity thing I learnt that there is no specific way for anyone to really appear. The whole point is being myself right? Queerness comes in an infinite amount of looks and types of people.Â
To me it's an understanding of myself as a fluid being in a constant state of flux. Nothing about me is static. Life is made up of many tiny deaths.
Recently the colour BLUE has had this effect on me. Blue I held an even greater aversion to than pink. Isn’t it funny how you can have a such a strong aversion to something but the more you see it being loved by others eventually it becomes something you admire and desire. There must be some deeper psychological reason why this happens. I guess thats how trends work, eventually we sucked in to liking what the rest of the herd likes so that we feel like we fit in with something bigger than ourselves.
The colour blue always felt so strangely wrong to me. It felt artificial, conservative and boring. But in ancient times blue was a special colour because it was artificial and hard to get naturally. Blue doesn’t occur so much in nature except when we look at the sky or a clear sea. Blue flowers aren’t often truly blue they are more purple. And foods aren’t blue. It kind of speaks to my evolutionary senses like it’s a poison. In ancient Egypt blue was a revered colour for pottery and art. They were the first to create a synthetic blue pigment. In medieval art it was ungodly to represent nature unlike how it truely appears so blue always had to have gold along side it because by then it was being made from lapis lazuli which has gold streaked through it.
The use of blue is an homage to ancient art and science. Connecting us to the deepest layers of reality where it can be seen but hardly touched. A connection to sky and whatever exists beyond our immediate reality.
I can now appreciate certain shades like electric cobalt because of the effort required to obtain such a shade. It’s otherworldly like it’s from the heavens or aliens. It’s unnatural but only because of the depth it represents like something untouchable... like the sky or the ocean or a special stone found in the earth. Blue has gently creeped into my heart and into my art.
🌀The Blue Spiral
I tend to find myself intuitively being drawn to these different things and later I make the connections. Enter the Sprial. A portal of evolution radiating in and out simultaneously, infinitely and eternally. It was only fitting to explore this form in Electric blue. A hue that transcends the realm of physical dimensions. Reminding us of our own eternal evolution. Our fluxing identity.
Yves Klein once “Blue has no dimensions, it is beyond dimensions,” believing that it could take the viewer outside the canvas itself. This encapsulates the blue of these incense spirals. The way they reflect and absorb light simultaneously makes you feel that you are looking at something that goes beyond the realm of physical dimensions.
Find The Blue Spiral & The Dark Earth Spiral here
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