Language, like paint, is a palette of sensations and metaphors. When a writer chooses words, they are selecting pigments that saturate the mind’s eye—vivid nouns become bright strokes, subtle verbs add shadow. The trick is not merely describing but inviting the reader to see with their own inner brush, letting diction and rhythm form textures that feel almost tangible. So in a sense, both painters and writers draw the same world, but one uses light and shadow on canvas while the other uses rhythm and nuance in the mind’s gallery.

Thank you, I’m pleased that the idea of words as watercolour finds resonance. It’s always a pleasure to share a little of that inner palette.

I’m delighted to hear it; a few gentle strokes can brighten a day.