A Hunger For images

As someone who spends so much of her time with words, I often get a near obsessive craving for images. Images and colors. It's a deep kind of hunger, a longing for non-verbal nourishment.

The images that draw me in the most are full of texture, the suggestion of sound and evocative of a mood, full of complicated emotions. Qualities can be so hard to get at with words.

 

Much of my wandering out in my part of the world, out in my landscape, is a quest for images. Days when the hunger is particularly fierce, I might head out to a museum or a gallery. Or a fabric store; I go directly to the velvet, the real, silk velvet whose rich colors, especially the shades of red, feed that craving.

 

But the other incredible source for images is, of course, the Internet. I could and have spent hours wandering through source searches on Google Image and Tumblr, but it takes a lot of mucking around to find that image that makes me sigh, “Ah...”

So when a friend sent me the link to Couleurs, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. There’s something new everyday, and not just images—there’s poetry, video and music too. 

Now I revisit this heaven first thing every morning because it's better than caffeine, better than vitamin C, almost better than a bowl of fresh berries.

Rather than trying to describe what’s there, go see for yourself:

 

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What feeds your deep hunger?

Take Good Care,

Sharry