
Grey; one single color it is. Lone with different shades as it has no place among the chromatics. No complementary, no special, no warmth, no coldness, no emotion. A neatrul. Using grey can be easy practically, but it is hard to look beautiful visually. Hopeless it is. Empty and depressing, a bother to the eyes. And mankind fears to wonder if chromatics would be only an illusion and may the reality be only coloured in grey. An artist who dares to use the grey with the others these days is pathetic or a fraud. A painter these days is not even a painter. What a hopeless grey world...for allowing any man to hold a brush. For allowing the name of the painter to be on anyone. Sad it is to see they say that art has no limit or rule as they look down on the grey.
But one lone color it is. No matter what. Grey will be empty and hopeless. Scramble all you want. Truth will never change. Rules of a painter man exists and the movement of your brush will be limited for the sake of the actual aesthetic that is no more true these days. And it never fades. So use the colours with knowledge before losing sight of them. In the end, grey is one lone to remain.
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grey is the truth | jaeyong
Fanfiction[completed] "Am i this colorful?...i always thought that my color is grey," "You don't think like this. People around you made you think this way...in you, there are many colors except grey." "You're too beautiful for grey," "but grey is a color too...
