When people ask me which Hogwarts house I am..
I hate that I look pretty and I look put together. Inside I'm tearing myself apart. I'm dying inside and I'm screaming with my actions but no one looks my direction. Other than to muffle my cries of help with compliments on my abilities to mask the pain with paint on my face.
Mark Rothko, Rothko in Black and White
No 10, 1950
Untitled (Black on Dark Maroon) 1964
Untitled (Brown, Green, Green-grey on Deep Brown) 1965
No 2, 1954
Untitled, 1940′s
While it can be popularly stated that Rothko is all about color, these striking and stark looks from a 1970′s Guggenheim retrospective catalog offer us a different look into Rothko’s use of light and shadow.
If followers enjoy these, I can post more.
Forever changing by the people I meet, leaving precious pieces of myself behind.
Trent Shelton (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

