Red Orange White Green Blue by Ellsworth Kelly, 1968
Five tall fields of colour not doing very much. Kind of flat, kind of past it. Red and orange are comfortable after their long association and don't need to say much, orange the junior and these days taking more of the lead. Green and blue, likewise, a long partnership though not without its competitive side, and they've got a lot of information to share or withhold or bargain from their nocturnal activities. White makes rather a show of holding the two couples apart at arms' length. And there they are, who we all owe so much, all of it, really, but stripped of the regalia and support staff and charitable endowments we’ve come to expect. All the limes and fire trucks and cloudless skies brushed aside. They’re limited around the edges but that’s just these present circumstances. Dive in and swim down but we’ll never get to the bottom of them. Almost invisible, our benefactors, like light that’s not being reflected by anything, or the people our parents were.
Peter is a queer psychotherapist, previously working in community mental health and HIV/AIDS, now in private practice in Portland and Los Angeles. He is the author of two books, Gay Fairy Tales (HarperSanFranciso 1995) and Gay Folk and Fairy Tales (Faber and Faber, 1997). He has lived through addiction, multiple bereavements and the transitions from youth to midlife and midlife to old age and believes you can too.
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