“I was thinking about the colour black after we met in the park and quite frankly sat far too closely together. We were definitely not maintaining a 2m distance. I had no trouble thinking of other positive associations for black. In the black. Black Friday. Black tea. Black belt. Black Power. Little black book (lovers keep little black books, or is that rapists, not sure, now that I think about it). And thinking of how black is also enveloping and so black could be seen as comforting. Then there was “Black Out Tuesday” and there was some criticism about it visually creating a huge void because people were stupidly using the black lives matter hashtag, when the goal was to center and bring forward black voices. Then I thought about black also being an amalgamation of colour. Black is the absence of colour in the light spectrum, but when dealing with pigments black is all of them. So not a void, but a gathering of sorts.”
From an email between myself and another artist friend; dated June 5, 2020; edited for clarity.