We’ve conversed about what’s important, and what we want to last forever; how much beauty life has to offer. With this issue, we seek to bottle it. As artists ourselves, we’ve noticed that creative people have incredibly detailed attachments to color, both synesthetic and associative. In Issue 11, we asked our audience to ponder their relationship with color itself.
When the watercolors you use to paint yourself bleed out past their designated space on the paper, what then? With this issue of Potted Purple, we felt inspired by the gray areas that make up our world – by people who experiment with masculinity and femininity; by the dusk and dawn between night and day; by coexistences and loves that don’t seem to subscribe to the labels of platonic or romantic or even anything in between.
One of the biggest lessons you learn as you navigate young adulthood is that hardly anything is as black-and-white as you may initially understand it to be when you are a child. A person can do bad things without being a bad person. A year can hold so much joy and so much grief in the same pair of hands. What it means to “understand” oneself is equal parts lovely and ugly; a reaching inward and assorting around of guts and stars and endless belief meeting endless desperation. In issue 13, we asked our readers to dig deep.