The joy of watercolour paints

What IS it about a set of watercolour paints?

Pure, unadulturated colour joy. I love them most when they’ve been mixed up by creative endeavours, when the red starts to look purple from a dab of blue, and yellow is fending off pink, whilst secretly loving how it brings out her best side (though don’t daub black paint on every colour: that’s the stuff of immense colour irritation and that’s a fact).

The first set of paints i remember owning was vast: a massive rectangular tin of tiny solid squares that I’d open to dabble with but also so I could just lust after the perfect confusion of colours.

Martha, The Colour File x

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