The unabashed prettiness of pink roses is always a joy to behold. The best ones are terribly thorny and heavenly scent. I’m collecting cuttings of pink roses at the moment for a planned Pompadour bed in my garden, in honour of the arts she commissioned and inspired. In 1757 the Sevres Porcelain factory, of which she was a great supporter, created a colour named after her – Rose Pompadour. Bleu Celeste is a gorgeous blue made by the same chemist. The history and recipes for these colours and other decorative materials from the period are wonderfully documented at Makers and Materials.
Happiness as Anarchy #353: Pink Roses
By Amie Brûlée
Amie Brûlée is a musician, performer, teacher and researcher. She sings, plays piano, double bass and ukulele, unearths old songs and writes new ones. Amie also has a PhD in wine and anthropology and adores teaching wine tasting, gastronomy and song-writing. Amie lives in central Victoria with a house full of instruments, a head full of songs and a cellar full of wine.
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