For centuries, blue was the most precious pigment, lapis lazuli, ground into ultramarine, reserved for royalty and divinity. In Renaissance art, blue was used as a symbol both of the mystic and of the weight of human sorrow. I love this contradiction: to ache and to rise, to long for and to transcend.

A state of being. To be "in Blue" means more than the traditional connotation of melancholy. To be "in Blue" is to be immersed, engulfed, and in tune with the richness of life. To be "in Blue" is to relinquish control, prepared for every hue the Blue has to offer.

See also: Blue by Joni Mitchell,

Dark Blue by Jack’s Mannequin,

Rhapsody in Blue by George Gershwin.

To be in Blue is to surrender to more than melancholy. It is to be submerged, in the vastness of a feeling. 

To be in Blue is to welcome the full spectrum of what it can bring: wonder, desire, sorrow.

To be in Blue is to become like water itself, shapeless, untamed, alive. 

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