I have been looking at old portrait photographs.
The colours are pared back, simplified by age and process.
Not black and white, definitely coloured. Warm, bleached, honeyed, buttered. Creamed cake mix, honey and fresh butter on white bread, warm baked.
The details too are simplified in places. What remains is….enough. Maybe it was never there. Just what needs to be. What needs to be seen is seen.
The edge of nicety. The basics, with soft frills, sweetened without excess. Slab cake.
Honey was always Gales. Set. Pale, creamy, with a soothing colour.
Soft mat and rich, with a bloom like cotton velvet. Smooth sticky. Nature's plenty. Humble abundance.