Andras Hamelberg - Blue
Blue, when I close my eyes and think of blue it's peace, I see the colour of rest and silence. For a moment, a moment within. This blue shirt I inherited from my father. His colour was blue. Clear, inconspicuous and as natural as the water of the Zuiderzee and yet completely different to the sky of the south of France under which we, as children on the hot stones, gazed up at. I close my eyes and think of blue, think of my father.