Rebecca Gauthier

Where it ends to begin.

That’s the first thing I noticed. The color. As if it was a firefly in a dark room. This bright and rich golden, orange color means a lot to me. It reminds me of Autumn and it represents a new beginning and an end. I was born in October when nature catches on fire and the leaves become inflamed with orange, yellow and red; just before nature becomes dull, gray, and cold. October is both an exciting and a depressing moment since it reminds me of the years that are passing, while also pointing toward what’s to come, that’s exciting. Golden, orange color means all of this: the past and the future. Bearing both distress and hope.