Yellow Houses

A simple musing, but why aren’t there more yellow houses? Sunny, cute adobes that smile out of grey streets. I’m dreaming of egg yolk weatherboards with robin blue trims. Apartment blocks that look like giant cadmium yellow liquorice all-sorts. Mini limoncello cottages…

Perhaps I need to journey to San Fransisco or perhaps Arles, as per Vincent’s suggestion… for that’s what paintings are, mostly provocations to go seek something for yourself.

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