![]() ![]() But it's impossible to describe this prose without foolishness, so I won't bother. It turns out one plus one actually equals three. That final idea casts the previous paragraph into a different light and suddenly, in sharp relief, you see what he’s actually talking about. ![]() Steinbeck has a skill and economy of language that allows him to be talking about one thing and end his paragraph with a whole other idea. In the book Steinbeck covers his surprises, his horrors, his struggles, and his expected wonders. ![]() I thought this was an ideal book because I’m going on a self-imposed see-America trip too-not just to see sunsets, but that’s part of it. John Steinbeck took a trip with his dog Charley in 1960 to see America as it really was. I guess more than I’ve been painting I’ve been looking at sunsets recently. Sunsets flow from dusky blue to orange-red without a green in-between. ![]() Leaves move from green to red without transitioning between a muddy brown-grey. Evergreens aren’t always green: Often their tips turn green-orange, a color I never even knew existed until I started to look for it. In nature, colors don’t obey the laws of blending as pigments must do. When you start to paint you start to notice colors a lot more. ![]()
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