Galvanised Skies, Slate and Ash – In Which I Pay Homage to (Get Lost In) Grey
Oh god, I think I may have missed the wordpress deadline for posts on A Splash of Colour, but’s that’s probably because I was meandering about in the world of grey, where you don’t have any strong opinions and it’s all give and take and two sided. Then it’s suddenly the end of the week! Never mind, I offer it up anyway. Please don’t get depressed.
Grey. You might not like it but it’s everywhere. It’s the median of life, neither absence of light, nor full of light. It is hovering all around, in every shadow, touching each surface, making objects solid and deep.
It’s a symbol of authority and conservatism. Suits and ties.
It is often the muted backdrop to this temperate place, the sky washed through with a hundred shades, a comprehensive index of neutral.
It is the colour of aggregates and cement, we build with those. It is grim and tough like granite and cool and smooth like slate. It is the bloom on the wriggles of tin and the protective coating on iron. It is as heavy as lead.
And flaky and flyaway.
But it is solid and dependable.
It is known as sombre, cheerless.
But can be practical and warm, soft and cosy. It doesn’t show the dirt
It is the cover of a favourite book
And has a certain elegance
And lest we forget…