The forgotten color
have you ever just stopped and looked at something ordinary – say, a chipped paint on a gate or the way the light hits an old windowsill – and felt like it was screaming a whole different shade of blue? i think we get so caught up in trying to find the "perfect" idea that we forget these tiny, accidental glimpses into how things could be perceived. maybe our next project shouldn't come from a grand concept but from that fleeting, overlooked hue somewhere?
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