Some colours may be harmonious when they are displayed together and some may not. The human eye can perceive harmony or disharmony right away as it is a natural instinctive response. We don’t have to think about it to judge it. I haven’t researched on the origin of this response but, even if it is cultural, it has been so conditioned that it has become natural.
It seems that harmony is related to the notion of order and disharmony to disorder. So colours that are harmonious must belong to a scheme. And if they are too different from a scheme, they would be seen as disharmonious.
“Many facets, like a diamond. A diamond that nobody can see as a whole. Some will see one facet, others a second facet but will be blind to the first one that his neighbour can see. I meet you and one of my sides is shining more. Some see only the defects, others see only the purity of the stone. I’m each and every side, I’m the purity and the defect, I’m an outside brilliance and a hidden mystery… Some facets are like mirrors and you think you know me while you only see you own reflection…
I’d like to meet somebody who knows the secret of unity, whose eyes can see beyond what they grasp at first sight. Somebody who will know and understand I can be one thing and another at the same time, one thing and its opposite on the same moment… somebody who won’t be scared away by the dark defect he guesses through a thinner part of me, who won’t be blinded by the most sparkling ideas he guesses beneath the surface. Somebody who will be wise enough to let me show what I want to hide, who will be able to witness the alchemy working on me, from darkness to the purest clarity. Wise enough to let oblivion settles on outdated memories of who I used to be.
A dream of a constant rebirthing day after day, an unseen mutation into an unknown state of mind… no change is death… one track mind is vicious circle… I feel the infinity of life through my soul and through my body, and I cannot but let it display all the varieties of its crystallized energy.”
If you think that Photoshop has changed everything, maybe you need to be introduced to the masters of the darkroom. Before the digital era, skilled photographers did dodge and burn like we do it now digitally, they did combine several negative plates in order to make a new photograph, they did airbrush, literally, to paint or ink over retouched areas, they did mask, they did erase unwanted objects or shapes, they scratched, they painted and drew over the photographs to add details to overexposed areas for example. Photo manipulation does exist nearly since the invention of photography, earlier examples being from the Victorian era. Spirit photography, fantastic creepy photography, people with their heads off, were all the rage back then. Then surrealists and the dada movement used photomanipulation a lot. Propaganda used it a lot too and some dictators erased people they didn’t like from the pictures for example. Then advertising and fashion photography needed this art from the early stage.
‘Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness’.. that’s the way the poem goes.. Season of Thanksgiving and harvest festivals.. Season of the Olde Horn of Plenty and the myths of the bountiful Mother Earth.. Times have changed and we no longer need to store food and prepare ourselves for the long and dark winter days.. But let’s imagine it for a day, back when there were no such things as supermarkets, year-round-greenhouses and global market.. Can you smell the jam being made in a copper pan? Can you smell the spices of the chutneys being poured into jars? Can you feel the first cool breeze on your cheeks while you’re piling chunks of wood in the shed? Can you see the dark settling earlier and earlier day after day behind the windows? Can you taste the first autumn dishes of the year, and can you feel the burning of the hot steaming drinks in your hands? Can you fear death spreading over the land while trees shed their leaves and the soil becomes barren? Can you fear for your own health? Can you feel the comfort of a full cellar and kitchen? Can you pray for the light to come back?
These days, autumn holidays still celebrate this moment of transition between light and dark, warm and cold, fertility and death. And we gather together at beautifully laid tables, and we carve pumpkins in remembrance of days gone by.