果冻影院

Today, 21st March, is International Colour Day & World Poetry Day. Unfortunately the symposium Colour & Poetry, scheduled for today has been cancelled. Associate Professor Jo Volley, would like to share with you this piece of text that fairly encapsulates the spirit of it for her.

Then the man in the blue suit reaches into his pocket and takes out a large sheet of paper, which he carefully unfolds and hands to me. It is covered with Picasso鈥檚 handwriting 鈥� less spasmodic, more studied than usual. At first sight, it resembles a poem. Twenty or so verses are assembled in a column, surrounded by broad white margins. Each verse is prolonged with a dash, occasionally a very long one. But it is not a poem; it is Picasso鈥檚 most recent order for colours鈥β燜or once, all the anonymous heroes of Picasso鈥檚 palette trooped forth from the shadows, with Permanent White at their head. Each had distinguished himself in some great battle 鈥� the Blue period, the Rose Period, Cubism, 鈥楪uernica鈥�.. Each could say: 鈥業 too, I was there鈥︹�� And Picasso, reviewing his old comrades-in-arms, gives to each of them a sweep of his pen, a long dash that seems a fraternal salute: 鈥� Welcome Persian Red! Welcome Emerald Green! Cerulean Blue, Ivory Black, Cobalt Violet, clear and deep, welcome! Welcome!鈥�

Brassai, Conversation avec PIcasso (1964)