Secret lives of color assignment

 

Violet

I made this to show how rare violet used to be, the book says that 

it used to be a luxury but now it's accessible to everyone.

Amber Poem

I used to be tree sap

sticky and soft

dripping down bark

in the hot sun.

Years went by and I hardened

turning gold like honey.

Now I hold tiny things

that time forgot.

People wear me as jewelry

say I glow like sunlight.

But really I’m just old sap

that never let go.

My poem is about amber. Amber comes from tree sap that hardens over

time. I wrote from ambers point of view to show how it keeps memories from its past. 

It's color reminds me of sunlight and how something old can still shine.