There is something innately satisfying about a juicy, singular drop of colour. Maybe not to everyone, but to me. In a multi-sibling household, colour gave me an instant point of differentiation among other like people/objects. So I have a particular fondness for it: colour is about who I am, what I want to be.

In 2023, when I was beginning to feel further away from who I wanted to be, I started with what I already knew how to do: Choose nice colours and write. Every year since, I have chosen a single colour each year to write a poem around, a simple practice combining two annual rituals: word of the year and colour trend forecasting. The former is about shaping ourselves and the latter is about reading where the culture is already going.

In 2025, as I was choosing a colour, I noticed how many colours I dismissed because on their own, on a screen, they were flat. It's an irony that in a world of practically infinite and definitely convenient colour, screens have their limits. So I began experimenting with resin and pigment to bring my colour concepts to life.

Each resin colourdrop takes a disproportionately massive amount of time to "render" than choosing a colour digitally. All colours go through a labour-intensive testing phase involving precise measurements of material, time, and temperature.

Some colours are more opaque, while others are layered to deliver the exact effect desired. It's kind of like poetry.