Image by Robert Mendoza
Model: Alison Colby

ORANGE

Red and Yellow make Orange.
Azodnem

Knowest thou the land where the lemon trees bloom,
Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom,
Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows,
And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose?
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Orange bright,
like golden lamps in a green light.
Andrew Marvell

They squeeze the orange and throw away the skin.
Letter from Voltaire to Madame Denis