I never had the time or luxury to think about inventing my own colour theory. When colour came, I was interested in expressing things that happened around me in time.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Color always vexed me because I would fight with the media I was using. I love coloring in Photoshop, and it's freed me to pursue ideas and techniques I wouldn't have otherwise attempted. Since I get to take an assignment from concept to final execution, I have more freedom in my idea-making processes.
At first I had some idea that the absence of color made the work more physical. Early on I was very involved with the notion of the painting as an object and tended to attack that idea from different directions.
I became intrigued with colour theory. The absurd pronouncements of the Colour Institute, a group that decides what colours are hot each year or season, amused me.
I'm thinking about color all the time. Sometimes even as far back as the plotting sequence.
I never had an occasion to question color, therefore, I only saw myself as what I was... a human being.
I've always been into dark colours.
Place colors everything; It is the thing by which I find my way in my fiction.
I have led a pretty colorful life.
I learned my color in Europe. I've always been a colorist, I think. I started when I was very young, being a bird-watcher, fascinated by the bird colors.
Colours exist for me as entities in themselves, as metaphysical beings.