Friday, November 17

• The lone white sheet hanging like a sculpture over the aged yellow stone. It picks up on the binding white of the shutters and of the neighboring wall. The shadow is purple-blue, echoing the barred blue sky.

• The yellow car parked in front of the painted yellow fence. The purple-gray birds on the fence seem to take off from the purple-gray asphalt, and fly towards the distant violet concrete

• The intersection is woven together with red : the big red round sign of the gas station, three glowing red traffic lights, the glint of the red of the motorcyclist 's helmet, the maroon car driving in. 
• The complete wonder with which a baby watches a balloon
• The light glinting off the cacti at the side of the highway, a sea of alternating yellow-green and blue green circles. In between, some red flowers glint .