Lost Alphabet

[no camouflage requires decoration like this]

 

 

Having gone so deeply into the maze of dung- and dust-colored, the brightly painted come as a shock. Saturation of pigment brings a uniformity to their extravagance the modest shades don't require.  At first they seem obvious, savage in their displays, but no colors are incongruous in nature.  Here, the effect of study is not entry but being entered.  Fields of hot color pulse outward. The eye—finger of the soul—responds with varying degrees of constriction, expansion, extending backwards to the brain. In the field, I have observed birds capture and release day-flying crimsons from their beaks.  There are only a few I can't bear to study.